Quotes About Afterlife

The blessed in the kingdom of heaven will see the punishments of the damned, in order that their bliss be more delightful for them.

That the saints may enjoy their beatitude and the grace of God more abundantly they are permitted to see the punishment of the damned in hell.

And who are you?" cried one agape, Shuddering in the gloaming light. "I know not" said the second Shape, "I only died last night.

I do not believe that any man fears to be dead, but only the stroke of death.

If there is a heaven, I don't know anything else I can do to get there - and neither do you.

I'm very curious to know what it's like, death - I always say to my wife, 'I wonder if we'll have the 'New York Times' when we're dead.'

I've got news for you: There are going to be people other than Christians in the hereafter. What are you going to do about it? Are you not going to go?

Of course there are people who think of 'heaven' as a kind of pie-in-the-sky dream of an afterlife to make the thought of dying less awful. No doubt that's a problem as old as the human race.

Never in my life have I feared death as much as I feared that resurrection.

The doors of heaven and hell are adjacent and identical.

Death is not a door which closes; it is a door which opens. It opens, and you enter." "Enter where?" "The bosom of God.

They don't know that I'm dead, and my ghost is holding on.

Even the dead have questions.

Death is a problem of the living. Dead people have no problems.

Actually, watching television and surfing the Internet are really excellent practice for being dead.

So maybe I'll spend some years in prison, but you'll have a big head start on me in hell!

It's not true that your life flashes before your eyes when you die. At least, not all of it. Some of your life might flash. Other portions of your life it might take you years and years to recall. That, I think, is the function of Hell: It's a place of remembering. Beyond that, the purpose of Hell is not so much to forget the details of our lives as it is to forgive them.

Do you believe in an afterlife? Do your personal beliefs include a life after death?—no matter how they phrase their snotty test, do the following. Simply look them in the eye, snort derisively, and retort, "Frankly, only a provincial ignoramus would even believe in death.

Not that I'm crazy or any­thing, I just want some proof that death isn't the end.

Somewhere in heaven, you're on a live video Web site for God to surf.

And if Christ had died from a barbiturate overdose, alone on the bathroom floor, would he be in heaven?

You just don't expect to meet dead people.

Don't take this the wrong way, okay? She chuckled grimly. My idea of Hell would be going to Heaven and being forced to pretend I'm like you for the rest of eternity.

To all of you alive people walking around, taking your multivitamins and busy being Lutheran or getting colonoscopies, you need to invest in a good-quality, long-lasting wristwatch with day and date functions. Don't count on getting any cell phone reception in Hell, and don't think for a second you'll have the forethought to die with your charger cord in hand or even find yourself locked inside a rusted jail cell with a compatible electrical outlet.