Quotes About Afterlife

them. Both kinds of reporters say they are frustrated in their attempts to talk to living people who don't respond. Both state they feel a pulling sensation away from the place where they died and experience relaxation and curiosity rather than fear. All these people report a euphoric

Death means you are in the third person.

Situations we might write off as a coincidence could actually be a late loved one trying to send us a sign.

I believe that no matter what happens, or where we go, or if there's an afterlife, that we'll always be connected. Not even death can make me forget you, or forget that I love you.

I promise to love you forever in this life and wherever we go in the afterlife, because I know I can't go on in any life unless you're in it too.

I do think, from what we know of people who've had near-death experiences, that they often feel a warmth, and a light and a sense of love, and that would be great if that were there when we died.

I wonder where we go when we die?" "…Pittsburgh?" "You mean if we're good or if we're bad?

The truth is at the moment of death the unrepentant man or woman will be sent to Hell itself. A terrifying place of unimaginable conscious horror, where they will stay forever.

To die, to be really dead, that must be glorious!

Had it but been for myself the choice had been easy, the maw of the wolf were better to rest in than the grave of the Vampire!

Dying did not bother her at all. We had spoken of this a little in the weeks before. For her, death was the portal to my father. She was eager to see him in heaven. Only one thing bothered her: she was worried, incredibly, that my father might not be there.

I BELIEVE in the Other Side and the eternity of the soul.

When you die, you will be spoken of as those in the sky, like the stars.—Yurok

There is no death, only a change of worlds. –Duwamish

I told him I believed in hell, and that certain people, like me, had to live in hell before they died, to make up for missing out on it after death, since they didn't believe in life after death, and what each person believed happened to him when he died.

I told him I believed in hell, and that certain people, like me, had to live in hell before they died, to make up for missing out on it after death, since they didn't believe in life after death, and what each person believed happened to him when he died

Only the mouth-hole piped out, Importunate cricket In a quarry of silences. The people of the city heard it. They hunted the stones, taciturn and separate, The mouth-hole crying their locations. Drunk as a fetus I suck at the paps of darkness. The food tubes embrace me. Sponges kiss my lichens away. The jewelmaster drives his chisel to pry Open one stone eye. This is the after-hell: I see the light. A wind unstoppers the chamber

Le dije que creía en el infierno, y que ciertas personas, como yo, tenían que vivir en el infierno antes de morir, para compensarlo por perderlo después de la muerte, ya que no creían en la vida después de la muerte, y qué cada persona creyó que eso es lo que le pasaba cuando moría.

I don't believe there is a life after death in the literal sense. I don't believe my individual ego or spirit is unique and important enough to wake up after burial and soar to bliss and pink clouds in heaven. If we leave the body behind as we must, we are nothing.

Doctor Morgenes once told me that, in old Khand, they would kill the king's wives and concubines when he died, so that they could accompany him to the next life. Dear Simon, [Miriamele] said. I will leave word in my testament that they are not to kill you when I die. And I will do the same for you, dear Miri. But you may feel free to leap into my grave, as long as it's your own idea.

The manchildren, the mortals, have many ideas of what happens after they die, and wrangle about who is right and who is wrong. These disagreements often come to bloodshed, as if they wished to dispatch messengers who could discover the answer to their dispute. Such messengers, as far as I know of mortal philosophy, never return to give their brethren the taste of truth they yearn for.

Proof of Heaven.

She'll go to hell. They all will. If hell will even have them.

Can I just say that dying sucks? All that bullshit about seeing the light and having this inner peace, blah, blah, blah. It's crap.