WE CONTINUE TO DWELL AMONG THE LIVING AFTER WE DIE. WE LIVE ON IN MINDS, HEARTS AND LIPS.

Memory is the only afterlife I have ever believed in. But the forgetting inside us cannot be stopped. We are programmed to betray.

It knows you.Every soul is connected to it in the same way-nobody is closer farther.Doesn’t matter what your beliefs were in that life or any of them.Only the soul can create distance between itself and...

Comparing what we’re looking for misses the point. It’s wanting to know that makes us matter. Otherwise we’re going out the way we came in. That’s why you can’t believe in the afterlife, Valentine. Believe...

When I die, I will return to where I first came from. Back to the stars.

It’s an insidious idea, this notion that there is life after death. The promise of a reward in the afterlife has been used as an excuse to deny help to the poor, helpless and oppressed;...

Kill him with your blessings of healing.

The strongest intimidation, by the way, is the invention of a hereafter with a hell everlasting.

Death is only frightening from the near side.

Well, for one, you walk around like you’re so much better than everyone else. We’re all a bunch of soulless animals or somethin’ in your eyes, I guess. You’re the high and mighty one and...

I am very much out of my element here. There are moments, listening to the conversations going on around me, when I feel I am going to lose my mind. Earlier today, I heard someone...

If there are no dogs in Heaven, then when I die I want to go where they went.

For a more than miffed Midnight, fate was for emperors, fools and soppy lovers: – fate was the self-important egotism of those doing well, the sheer unbearable arrogance of the living and loved.

I don’t like Paradise,As they probably don’t have obsessions there.

If I convert it’s because it’s better that a believer dies than that an atheist does.

We cannot leave, but that does not mean we will stay—stay in the same place in the same system that profits from recycling us at the bottom. We will disrupt it. Build our own space...

The dead are merely the countrymen of my future.

That’s what you people do, isn’t it? Make assumptions and sell them to impressionable idiots.

In that eternity of his, where everybody will be happy, how could he feel the lack of her, the loss of her?

You know the answer already, don’t you?” Coriskancsia replied gently.

Healing cannot occur by refusing to listen to the truth, unsettling as it may be.

That human life is but a first installment of the serial soul and that one’s individual secret is not lost in the process of earthly dissolution, becomes something more than an optimistic conjecture, and even...

Troy sat down next to Sherri, examining her tray. “Are you going to eat that?” he asked. “I know what went in there.” He smiled, looking mysterious. Troy’s mother worked in the cafeteria.Sherri immediately dropped...

Be prepared for a bit of a stinker! My little lambs always start bleating when told they’re not going to Heaven.

Seeing death as the end of life is like seeing the horizon as the end of the ocean.

Many people profess a belief in the existence of a spiritual realm, often aligning with their religious training or background. (Recent surveys indicate that, on average, between 48 percent and 59 percent of Europeans claim...

Let them come. We’ve got helicopters, tanks, jets, and big guns. We’ve got armies of robots. What do they have but their stench and the squalor they live in?

Forg…ive me fath…er, fo..r I haa..ve sski..nned

In life we are separated by boundaries political, cultural, ethical, linguistical and psychical. But in death we are all united, for all afterlife is similarly unknown

Dragons and Afterlife .. I don’t see any difference between both of them, we didn’t see neither the dragons nor afterlife, we just heard about them and both of them are superstitions with no scientific...

Death followed by eternity the worst of both worlds. It is a terrible thought.

If we have no evidence of what happens after life, then there are infinite logical possibilities. Since there is only one kind of nothing, that means the chances of the being no afterlife is one...

We do not know what to do with this short life, yet we want another which will be eternal.

Failure taught him that he could have made the right choice. I could have tried.

When I came out into the outside room again, I saw her shoe still lying there, where it had come off in the course of our brief wrestle. It looked so pathetic there by itself...

Conscience is no more than the dead speaking to us.

As far as I know, there’s nothing more dangerous than a man who doesn’t care if he lives or dies.

Being a Humanist means trying to behave decently without expectation of rewards or punishment after you are dead.

The Angel of Death took the woman’s frail hand. “Don’t be afraid.” she said. “Life is your past. Death, on the other hand, is your soul preparing for a new beginning. A brand new adventure,...

He meant the Kingdom was over, the Kingdom of Heaven, it was all finished. We shouldn’t live as if it mattered more than this life in this world, because where we are is always the...

And I don’t believe you dead. How can you be dead if I still feel you? Maybe, like God, you changed into something different that I’ll have to speak to in a different way, but...

Sluggish and sedentary peoples, such as the Ancient Egyptians– with their concept of an afterlife journey through the Field of Reeds– project on to the next world the journeys they failed to make in this...

When my husband died, because he was so famous and known for not being a believer, many people would come up to me-it still sometimes happens-and ask me if Carl changed at the end and...

Stormy Llewellyn, a woman of unconventional views, believes instead that our passage through this world is intended to toughen us for the next life. She says that our honesty, integrity, courage, and determined resistance to...

We need to keep government small, but we also need to keep the influence of big business small, and we need to keep the power in the hands of the people, where it belongs. Big...

If you thought dead was just dead, then you wouldn’t have to worry about any of this.

She’s had a long life. Now she’s going to the Lord.” “Frankly it creeps me out a little when you say things like that,” Simon said. “It shouldn’t. If you don’t like ‘Lord,’ pick another...

Suddenly I began to find a strange meaning in old fairy-tales; woods, rivers, mountains, became living beings; mysterious life filled the night; with new interests and new expectations I began to dream again of distant...

To die, to sleep – To sleep, perchance to dream – ay, there’s the rub,For in this sleep of death what dreams may come…

McKenzie was Caroline’s primary wingman. They had matching Coach bags to prove it.