Quotes About Afterlife

Just look at what happens to humans after they die-most of that is done by microbes.

For nearly all, there is a source of inner peace that comes with the belief that something of you goes on even if death is indeed the final ending. If not personal immortality, at least children and grandchildren or

Life... is a paradise to what we fear of death.

death, The undiscovere'd country, from whose bourn No traveller returns

To sleep: perchance to dream: ay, there's the rub; For in that sleep of death what dreams may come?

For in that sleep of death what dreams may come When we have shuffled off this mortal coil,Must give us pause

Where is Polonius? - In heaven; send hither to see: if your messenger find him not there, seek him i' the other place yourself.

But that the dread of something after death, The undiscover'd country from whose bourn No traveller returns, puzzles the will And makes us rather bear those ills we have Than fly to others that we know not of?

This is a lot of knocking! Come to think of it, if a man were in charge of opening the gates of hell to let people in, he would have to turn the key a lot.

And graves have yawned and yielded up their dead. Fierce

Settle when we meet. There'll be some sort of currency in the next world.

When I die, my first question to the devil will be: What is the meaning of the fine structure constant

The chief problem about death, incidentally, is the fear that there may be no afterlife - a depressing thought, particularly for those who bothered to shave. Also, there is the fear that there is an afterlife but no one will know where it's being held. On the plus side, death is one of the few things that can be done as easily laying down.

After I'm dead, I suspect very little will get on my nerves, even that annoying noise the neighbors make with their leaf blower.

I know the police cause you trouble They cause trouble everywhere But when you die and go to heaven You find no policeman there

Afterwards, when it's all over, you meet God. What do you say to God?

Well, we can't say any more than we can say there is no god, there is no afterlife. We can only say there is no persuasive evidence for or argument for it.

Well, to the people who pray for me to not only have an agonising death, but then be reborn to have an agonising and horrible eternal life of torture, I say, 'Well, good on you. See you there.'

Hell is just a frame of mind.

Fools that will laugh on earth, most weep in hell.

Where does music go when it's not playing?—she asked herself. And disarmed she would answer: May they make a harp out of my nerves when I die.

Last night — it's hard to explain to you — last night I dreamed that I was dreaming. Could it be like that after death? the dream of a dream of a dream of a dream.

Quisiera, cuando terminen mis días en la Tierra, sorprenderme con que sí hay algo más. Un lugar creado por el dios que sea, de la religión que sea. O por nosotros. Un lugar donde encontrarnos otra vez y para siempre. Puede ser el aire, o el agua, un atardecer o el corazón de los que quedan vivos. Que a ese "dios", o como quieran llamarlo, cada uno le construya su propia catedral.

Two childhood best friends made a promise, that they will check each other out every year. It happened. When they saw each other again, they did the same thing... in heaven.