Quotes About Afterlife

If I go to heaven I want to take my reason with me.

You have all eternity to be cautious in when you're dead.

There will be sex after death; we just won't be able to feel it.

To sleep! perchance to dream; ay, there's the rub; For in that sleep of death what dreams may come, When we have shuffled off this mortal coil, Must give us pause.

O may I join the choir invisible Of those immortal dead who live again...

afirmaban que el Apocalipsis no era sino el día en que los sueños saldrían de la cárcel del dormir, pues la resurrección de los muertos que la gente concibe de forma trivial y metafísica, se produciría precisamente de ese modo. ¿No eran acaso los sueños mensajes enviados por ellos? Esta reivindicación secular de los muertos, este ruego, lamento, protesta, llámese como se quiera, será un día tomada en cuenta.

There is nothing frightening about an eternal dreamless sleep. Surely it is better than eternal torment in Hell and eternal boredom in Heaven.

Dead people are infinities of maybes.

Because dead people don't get angry. They're dead.

So shalt thou feed on Death, that feeds on men, And Death once dead, there's no more dying then. —WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE

Qué quieres decir con eso de "si no hay otras vidas"? –¿Si se terminan las vidas y los números, y todo lo demás? ¿Quién seré si me muero y punto? –

I hope that in the afterlife we will get a chance, each of us, to say our sorries to the people we have wronged.

No one will go to hell simply because all they needed was a little more time and they died prematurely.

When God is making these judgements, his purpose is not to keep as many people out of hell as possible. His goal is to get as many people into heaven as possible.

people in heaven will not be denied the privilege of enjoying their life just because they're consciously aware of hell. If they couldn't, then hell would have veto power over heaven.

You must understand that in the afterlife, our personalities reflect an adult situation anyway, so we can say for sure that there will be no children in hell.

If you've bullshitted me, angel, I'm going to kill you." The other male rolled his eyes. "I'm already dead, idiot.

Am I going to have to die first before I come here every time? Because no offense, but for fuck's sake, I can just give you a cell phone to call.

I sometimes wonder . . ." She shrugged. "I mean, what if everyone's lied about death? What if there is no Fade, but instead you're just stuck in your body forever, conscious but unable to move?" Great. She'd wanted to try to lighten the mood. Nice. Try. "Well, bodies do . . ." He cleared his throat. "You know, rot.

You want to know what death is! I'll tell you what it is—death is the living forgetting you! What you smell like and look like, what your voice sounds like, how you laugh! Even if there is an afterlife, my death is going to be you going on without me until you can't remember what color my eyes are or how long my hair is—

Suicide had never been an option; you took your own life, you couldn't get into the Fade

The fallen angel had given him the best advice. He'd said that there was no right or wrong way to honor the dead. The living could pay their respects in any way they chose. The important thing was that the deceased was sent unto the afterlife on a wave of love.

Qué será de nosotros cuando muramos?- Le pregunte en cierta ocasión. - Cuando uno se muere se muere, eso es todo - respondió.

Information comes through to me in 3 basic ways seen, hearing, and feeling the energy of the person that's crossed over. In which it is a symbolic type of language.