#infinity

The only thing that I am completely certain of after this experience is that I am no longer afraid of death. ↗

— Michael Blain

#philosophy #soul #death

It seemed like forever ago, like we've had this brief but still infinite forever. Some infinities are bigger than other infinities. ↗

— John Green

#infinities #infinity #tfios #stars

Paranormal events are just edges of the infinite we “happen” to encounter. ↗

— Doug Dillon

#infinity #inspiration #metaphysical #paranormal #supernatural

I am incapable of conceiving infinity, and yet I do not accept finity. ↗

— Simone de Beauvoir

#am #conceiving #i #i am #i do

And there is the headlight, shining far down the track, glinting off the steel rails that, like all parallel lines, will meet in infinity, which is after all where this train is going. ↗

— Bruce Catton

#down #far #going #infinity #like

The principle of the Gothic architecture is infinity made imaginable. ↗

— Samuel Taylor Coleridge

#gothic #imaginable #infinity #made #principle

Here too was the terrifying fixed curve of the infinite, the creeping curve of logic which at least must become the final signpost at the edge of nothing. After that - the deluge. The great white light of annihilation. The bright flash of death... ("Mr. Arcularis") ↗

— Conrad Aiken

#death #infinity #nothing #death

In the case of composite colour, an infinity of systems must be obtained for maxima infinitely slight and with an infinity of interval values separating them - that is to say, the whole thickness of the sensitive layer is occupied in continuous manner by these maxima. ↗

— Gabriel Lippmann

#colour #composite #continuous #infinitely #infinity

Mathematics are the result of mysterious powers which no one understands, and which the unconscious recognition of beauty must play an important part. Out of an infinity of designs a mathematician chooses one pattern for beauty's sake and pulls it down to earth. ↗

— Marston Morse

#chooses #designs #down #down to earth #earth

And somewhat as in blind night, on a mild sea, a sailor may be made aware of an iceberg, fanged and mortal, bearing invisibly near, by the unwarned charm of its breath, nothingness now revealed itself: that permanent night upon which the stars in their expiring generations are less than the glinting of gnats, and nebulae, more trivial than winter breath; that darkness in which eternity lies bent and pale, a dead snake in a jar, and infinity is the sparkling of a wren blown out to sea; that inconceivable chasm of invulnerable silence in which cataclysms of galaxies rave mute as amber. ↗

— James Agee

#infinity #nothingness #age