The fact that our task is exactly commensurate with our life gives it the appearance of being infinite.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
Our minds are finite, and yet even in these circumstances of finitude we are surrounded by possibilities that are infinite, and the purpose of life is to grasp as much as we can out of that infinitude.
Only two things are infinite, the universe and human stupidity, and I'm not sure about the former.
Think of something finite molded into the infinite, and you think of man.
The point of life is to transcend the smallness of the finite self by identifying with things that last.
You and I are essentially infinite choice-makers. In every moment of our existence, we are in that field of all possibilities where we have access to an infinity of choices.
We have to see that the human person needs the infinite. If God's not there, if the infinite isn't available, the human person creates its own paradises, giving the appearance of 'infinitude' that can only be a lie.
Seeing life from an eternal perspective helps us focus our limited mortal energies on the things that matter most.
Infinity is a way to describe the incomprehensible to the human mind. In a way, it notates a mystery. That kind of mystery exists in relationships. A lifetime is not enough to know someone else. It provides a brief glimpse.
All the analysis of infinite reality which the finite human mind can conduct rests on the tacit assumption that only a finite portion of this reality constitutes the object of scientific investigation, and that only it is 'important' in the sense of being 'worthy of being known.'
The power of imagination makes us infinite.