Quotes About Immortality

Every word written is a victory against Death.

Live as long as you please, you will strike nothing off the time you will have to spend dead.

In that time he had managed to write books that made me consider him a friend more than a hundred years later.

Unlike most people I don't fear death, as I get older I rediscover my long-forgotten youth, and once in a while, when the going gets tough, I bury myself comfortably in my work. My books already guarantee me a form of immortality.

El hombre nunca ha podido amar, más que en la inmortalidad; seguramente por eso las mujeres estaban más cerca del amor cuando tenían la misión de dar la vida. Hemos

Only a sentimental being would care about such everyday things—things used and discarded by the humans of their respective eras without thought, yet kept and preserved by an immortal who never forgot them. An immortal who loved and cared for them, dusting them off for an eternity, keeping their dead spirits as alive as he—stuck in their immortal tomb never to find the rest everything must eventually seek. Time had no meaning in this cavern of infinite age.

Jaden felt their boredom, their tired eternity. Beyond that, she felt their dying essence. They were immortal—all-powerful beings—and yet they were powerless against the onslaught of ever-changing time. They were lost in a modern world, one they didn't have the energy to understand. And, in being lost, they were immobilized against it. Not even their judgments could assuage their exhausted wisdom of forever.

I hate being the only mortal in a gathering full of Immortals who think killing each other cleverly is the height of good manners.

Por que en ti reconocemos al que proclamo la mas grande de las libertades humanas; la libertad de dudar, y por que moriste entre inmortales, orgullosos de ser mortal...!

Porque en ti reconocemos al que proclamo la mas grande de las libertades humanas; la libertad de dudar, y porque moriste entre inmortales, orgulloso de ser mortal...!

Leer, leer, leer; ¿seré lectura mañana también yo? ¿Seré mi creador, mi criatura, seré lo que pasó?

Empecé con terror a pensar si yo también seré inmortal y si será inmortal en mí mi odio.

Parece difícil probar con la mera luz de la razón la inmortalidad del alma. Los argumentos en favor de ella se derivan comúnmente de tópicos metafísicos, morales o físicos. Pero es en realidad el Evangelio, y sólo el Evangelio, el que ha traído a luz la vida y la inmortalidad».

The English language is mysterious. The secret of our dog is to be found in it. 'Dog' spelt backwards is 'God'. The dog, then, is the road which, if travelled backwards, from the deepest depths, from the roots of the tree of smell, touch and taste, will turn you into a God. Thus the dog is the guide of the Blind Traveller, of the Pilgrim of Immortality. It is God backwards.

For I, Sinuhe, am a human being. I have lived in everyone who existed before me and shall live in all who come after me. I shall live in human tears and laughter, in human sorrow and fear, in human goodness and wickedness, in justice and injustice, in weakness and strength. As a human being I shall live eternally in mankind. I desire no offerings at my tomb and no immortality for my name. This was written by Sinuhe, the Egyptian, who lived alone all the days of his life.

Life suddenly makes sense and you want to live forever.

Heroes get remembered, but legends never die.

You're not Dostoevsky,' said the citizeness, who was getting muddled by Koroviev. Well, who knows, who knows,' he replied. 'Dostoevsky's dead,' said the citizeness, but somehow not very confidently. 'I protest!' Behemoth exclaimed hotly. 'Dostoevsky is immortal!

You're not Dostoevsky,' said the citizeness, who was getting muddled by Koroviev. Well, who knows, who knows,' he replied. 'Dostoevsky's dead,' said the citizeness, but somehow not very confidently. 'I protest!' Behemoth exclaimed hotly. 'Dostoevsky is immortal!

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You are not Dostoevsky,' said the woman... 'You never can tell...' he answered. 'Dostoevsky is dead,' the woman said, a bit uncertainly. 'I protest!' he said with heat, 'Dostoevsky is immortal!

Vampire fans read the vampire not as death but as possibility

the definition of immortality centered on being remembered. The "living dead" were kept from fading into anonymity by being called to life in communal story, song, and dance. Remembering, whether by written or oral means, is an act of distillation. Some memories fall away; others survive, are embellished, and become stronger with the passage of time. Stories

Aunque había fracasado, ser madre era eterno; era una parte de su vida que no terminaría con su muerte.