Quotes About Immortality

A great irony is that the quest for secular immortality is being funded by foundations and individuals who seem to hate life

Beauty doesn't fade, it remains forever

You don't die when your body stops functioning. You die when your name is uttered for the last time in the world.

Make your life a work of art and you will never die.

There are two kind of people in the world those who wish to be remembered, and those who are always remembered.

For me, writing is immortality. It is wisdom. It is never-ending.

Going down in history is a dead end pursuit

The most tragic and deviant behaviour of all is that we live our lives like we will never die, and nonetheless we never live at all.

When we overcome the fear of death, we become deathless, endless, and infinite.

A thinker will die, but his profound ideas have wings that fly forever.

I don't mind writing philosophical thoughts. If I don't want to die like one.

I write to reach eternity

Scientology is used to increase spiritual freedom, intelligence, ability and to produce immortality.

Machine intelligence of a human nature could be a century away, and immortality is at least a millennium away, if not unattainable altogether.

The jealousy of the dead is lasting!

Los humanos juraban cumplir su palabra poniendo por testigos a los dioses, pero ¿ante quién podrían jurar los propios inmortales?

Qué podían saber los demás dioses, que por miedo a la muerte habían renunciado a la vida hacía tanto tiempo?

Quien muere vive para siempre [...]. Quien se aferra a esta vida, muere eternamente.

Pero recuerda: siempre, siempre, serás inmortal. La Gran Verdad es que todos lo somos. Y lo único que te diferencia es que tú ya lo sabes. Los demás aún no.

And the famous invocation is for light and understanding: 'Lead me from the unreal to the real! Lead me from darkness to light! Lead me from death to immortality.'… There is no humility about this quest, the humility before an all-powerful deity, so often associated with religion. In a morning prayer, the sun is addressed thus: 'O sun of refulgent glory, I am the same person as makes thee what thou art.' What a superb self-confidence!

One must be a living man and a posthumous artist.

Moi, je ne meurs pas. Je continue. Je suis hier, aujourd'hui, demain.

Totul trece, totul moare. Nu exist? decât un lucru care scap? timpului ?i nu moare niciodat?: moartea. De unde se trag, îmi închipui, leg?turile dintre moarte ?i ve?nicie.

Mor?ii tr?iesc atâta vreme cât o singur? fiin?? vie îi mai poart? în minte. Noi îi purt?m în noi pe mor?ii no?tri.