Quotes About Afterlife

Ignoro de dónde salió el manido «descanse en paz». Dudo que tú reposes en tu tumba, porque a veces te escucho moverte, como que no terminas de hallarte en tu sepulcro. Yo tampoco. En los muertos nos queda aún una efervescencia, un burbujeo que puede confundirse con los gases que expelemos. No, son riadas de vida que todavía corren por nuestras arterias. Tardan en secarse. Se lleva una eternidad dejar la vida atrás.

Man is the only animal who knows that he is going to die. And so some people sustain themselves with the notion that this short life is only a beginning, that there is an endless party afterwards with music and angels somewhere up there in the exosphere.

He died. And waited.

He had to undress and then kneel and say his own prayers before the gas was lowered so that he might not go to hell when he died.

Turks, it's in the dogma. Because if they didn't believe they'd go straight to heaven when they die they'd try to live better — at least, so I think.

In paradisum. Said he was going to paradise or is in paradise. Says that over everybody. Tiresome kind of a job. But he has to say something.

Death is not an end but a doorway we walk through as automatically as we take our next breath.

death is not the nightmare we've been led to fear. Maybe it's no more than an effortless step out of this world into the next—nearer to God's heavenly kingdom.

Hell is not just a place of torment; additionally it's a place of separation from God.

Those who have "died" and returned usually report being met and guided by people they know very well—even those already dead many years.

Maybe you'll have better luck dealing with the dead than I. They go where they want. They sit on your bed at night and stand behind you in the mirror. Once they locate you, they never rest. And you know what's worse about them?" He smiled at me and didn't reply. "When it's your time, they'll be your escorts, and they won't be delivering you to a very good place. The dead are not given to mercy.

Pray that liars aren't kept a long time in purgatory

but there are certain truths you keep inside you and do not defend lest you cheapen and then lose them altogether. Those truths have less to do with the dead than the awareness that we are no different from them, and there is no afterlife but only one life, a continuum in which all time occurs at once, like a dream inside the mind of God.

Europeans had no prospects other than the "life after life" in heaven promised to true believers.

People once believed that when someone dies, a crow carries their soul to the land of the dead. But sometimes, something so bad happens that a terrible sadness is carried with it and the soul can't rest. Then sometimes, just sometimes, the crow can bring that soul back to put the wrong things right.

THE RIVER OF FOREVER is not the serene, clear-blue comfort that you'd hope to greet your soul after you've exhaled your last breath in the Overworld.

You aren't dead," she said. "No. You aren't dead either," said Iggy irritably. "How about just 'hello'?

My brother died when he was 19, so a part of me indulges and thinks that some part of him that made him uniquely him is out there, on another plane. So inventing the fictional afterlife in 'Sing, Unburied, Sing' was a way of making that wish real.

The universal practice of closing the eyes of the dead may be thought to have originated in the desire that he might be prevented from seeing his way.

I felt the question of the afterlife was the black hole of the personal universe: something for which substantial proof of existence had been offered but which had not yet been explored in the proper way by scientists and philosophers.

Christianity has made of death a terror which was unknown to the gay calmness of the Pagan.

The Roman Catholics teach that unless you're a Roman Catholic you do not go to heaven.

The women in your family have never lost touch with one another. Death is a path we take to meet on the other side.

I think life after death is in the mind of the people around you. It's what's left in this world in the memory of others, but when the flesh starts rotting, the spirit disappears.