Quotes About Afterlife

recalled Mark Twain's reply to a similar question: Heaven, for the climate. Hell, for the company.

He never understood. You surrender after you're dead.

only the dead could afford oblivion.

Tia mi aven Moridin isainde vadin (The grave is no bar to my call)

The Grave is no bar to my call. Let whosoever sounds me think not of glory, but only of salvation.

For as long as I live and after.

Everyone wants to go to Heaven, but no one wants to die.

The monitor presently shows the Windows Blue Screen of Death, though this does not alarm him, as the BSoD is the universal screen saver in Hell.

Todo mundo quiere irse al cielo, pero nadie quiere morir.

Death isn't terrible. The universe is full of love - and spring comes everywhere - and in death you open and shut a door. There are beautiful things on the other side of that door.

I could hear them whispering how Granddad had gone to a better place. They could think so and go to hell; I didn't believe it. Not unless dirt is a better place than air.

I could hear [the old ladies from Thalia] whispering how Granddad had gone to a better place. They could think and go to hell; I didn't believe it. Not unless dirt is a better place than air.

Alguien tenía que asistir a Rosaura desde el más allá, porque los del más acá no tenían manera. No

Someone was looking at me, a disturbing sensation if you're dead.

Death didn't bother me much. Strong Christian and all that. Method of death did. Being eaten alive. One of my top three ways not to go out.

That body did not bleed while I carried it, Nesbit. You touch it but a moment, and it bleeds. No, I didn't kill her. ... The dead always know who to blame. They are very good that way.

Money doesn't spend in hell, Wilkes. The devil deals in a different coin.

Which was better: being alive (if that was the right word) but not remembering anything, or being dead?

What did it feel like to die? Was it a peaceful sleep? Some thought it was full of either trumpet-blowing angels or angry devils. Perhaps I was already dead.

Hurry up," Gracie called after him. "I want to talk to dead people.

Being dead means never having to do anything sneaky.

It is a sad and shocking fact that many religious people are in Hell.

Each departed friend is a magnet that attracts us to the next world.

In our sad condition our only consolation is the expectancy of another life. Here below all is incomprehensible.