Quotes About Afterlife

We will grow old and die, eventually.Then I'll see you in Heaven.

Time is more than life, it is afterlife.

If anything could prove the existence of the soul, he thought, it was the utter emptiness of a corpse.

It's hard to be an articulate ghost.

If there is life after the earth-life, will you come with me? Even then? Since we're bound to be something, why not together.

The question is, what will it be like after the last day? Will I float into the sky or will I fray within the earth or a river— remembering nothing? How desperate I would be if I couldn't remember the sun rising, if I couldn't remember trees, rivers; if I couldn't even remember, beloved, your beloved name.

Religion says that your soul goes to heaven or possibly to a seven-tiered garden, or that your soul is reincarnated into a new body, or that you lie around in your coffin clothes until the Second Coming. And, of course, only one of these can be true. Which means that for millions of people, religion will turn out to have been a bum steer as regards the hereafter. (13)

It would be especially comforting to believe that I have the answer to the question, What happens when we die? Does the light just go out and that's that—the million-year nap? Or will some part of my personality, my me-ness, persist? What will that feel like? What will I do all day? Is there a place to plug in my laptop?

When you get right down to it, there is no dignified way to go, be it decomposition, incineration, dissection, tissue digestion, or composting. They're all, bottom line, a little disagreeable. It takes the careful application of a well-considered euphemism—burial, cremation, anatomical gift-giving, water reduction, ecological funeral—to bring it to the point of acceptance.

I think that at the moment of death that little window opens up. I think that maybe we're all connected to something bigger than we are.

There is one thing dead people excel at. They're

I've enjoyed hanging around in rooms doing nothing much, and look, I get to do it after I die.

I'm always saying, 'After I die, just put me out there and blow me up.

And there are no pockets in shrouds!

Wandering spirits, if indeed ye wander, and do not rest in your narrow beds, allow me this faint happiness, or take me, as your companion, away from the joys of life.

He was like modern atheists in arguing that the soul dies, there is no afterlife, all organised religions are superstitious delusions and invariably cruel, and angels, demons or ghosts do not exist. In his ethics he thought the highest goal of human life is the enhancement of pleasure and the reduction of pain.

Stevie had no fears of the dead. The living, however, sometimes gave her the creeps.

When someone else offered up the theory that we had all died and entered purgatory, where we were destined to debate Hillary for all eternity, no one laughed. It felt too close to the truth.

One can't even find the concept of the "immortal soul" in the Bible. It was grafted onto Christian teachings from the pagan Greeks long after the Bible was written.2

The Dead always find ways," Ysidro said, "to get the living to serve them.

You can curse the dead or pray for them, but don't expect them to do a thing for you. They're far too interested in watching us, to see what in heaven's name we will do next.

In Bobby Ogle's version of heaven everyone would wind up in one place, criminals and Muslims included.

being dead seemed a lot like not being born yet, and I hadn't especially minded that.

some traveler from the undiscovered country. I know as well as I know anything the dead are simply dead.