(Eternity) a moment standing still for ever.

That golden key That opes the palace of eternity.

For who would lose, / Though full of pain, this intellectual being, / Those thoughts that wander through eternity, / To perish rather, swallowed up and lost / In the wide womb of uncreated night, / Devoid of sense and motion?

Death is the golden key that opens the palace of eternity.

Love is a promise, love is a souvenir, once given never forgotten, never let it disappear.

I have just got a new theory of eternity.