“The key difference between gods and men in the manner of their dying was that men possessed only two deep obligations: to the earth, from which came their flesh, and to the stars, from which came their soul. Neither earth nor stars were particularly concerned about the return on their investment. Humans were very good at adding order to the earth, and enlivening the world of the stars with ideas and myth. When a human being died, nobody had a vested interest in keeping her around.”

“Death is the process by which all our filters for perception are removed, when instead of losing contact with creation we are finally able to perceive it as it truly is, on all levels. From electric hazes of energy to swirling microorganisms to the magnetic pull of atomic structures. We will experience a cosmic give and take, exchanges of oxygen and consumption, of rotting and growth and feeding, of colors undreamt of by our limited cones and rods. We will see smells and lie down on a moving bed of cilia.”

“In death, when our physicality is stripped away and our essence released to join the eternal song of creation, there is no sin or offense, no judgment or worry.”

“Humans are about to grasp basic substances of all creations. When that moment comes, life or death are no longer matters.”

“A Call for the Overthrow of the World Government, the Infidels. Attack them in their homes, markets, roads, and their forums. Kill them all: intensify your operations on Earth.Compton 6:66”

“That feeling stayed with me for months. In fact, I had grown so accustomed to that floating feeling that I started to panic at the prospect of losing it. So I began to ask friends, theologians, historians, pastors I knew, nuns I liked, *What am I going to do when it’s gone?* And they knew exactly what I meant because they had either felt it themselves or read about it in great works of Christian theology. St. Augustine called it “the sweetness.” Thomas Aquinas called it something mystical like “the prophetic light.” But all said yes, it will go. The feelings will go. The sense of God’s presence will go. There will be no lasting proof that God exists. There will be no formula for how to get it back.But they offered me this small bit of certainty, and I clung to it. When the feelings recede like the tides, they said, they will leave an imprint. I would somehow be marked by the presence of an unbidden God.”

“but what if God have seen,And death ensue? then I shall be no more,And Adam wedded to another Eve,Shall live with her enjoying, I extinct;A death to think. Confirmed then I resolve,Adam shall share with me in bliss or woe:So dear I love him, that with him all deathsI could endure, without him live no life.”

“Masks camouflage the faces of both good and evil. Keeps hidden what is a truth and what is a lie.”

“I am going to die, but that is of no importance.”

“I learned a little of beauty – enough to know that it had nothing to do with truth – and I found, moreover, that there was no great literary tradition; there was only the tradition of the eventful death of every literary tradition.”

“Perhaps I can never go back and say what I should have. Perhaps I can never look forward and tell myself I’ll be something specific. Perhaps I can just let the hands of time and the hands of God create a path for me from the decisions I’ve made. Or, is it, that only death is absolute when God is the only thing in control of time?”

“Pride and power fall when the person falls, but discoveries of truth form legacies that can be built upon for generations.”

“When we say it is the whole story, the cross tells us that death is only half the story. And it is by far the least compelling half.”

“Death decides when it is time for us to move on. All we can do is live life the way that god wanted us to, and not the way man does.Make your life count.”

“on doit des égards aux vivants, on ne doit aux morts que la vérité.”