Films and gramophone records, music, books and buildings show clearly how vigorously a man's life and work go on after read more

Films and gramophone records, music, books and buildings show clearly how vigorously a man's life and work go on after his "death," whether we feel it or not, whether we are aware of the individual names or not. There is no such thing as death according to our view!

To be in a world which is a hell, to be of that world and neither to believe in or read more

To be in a world which is a hell, to be of that world and neither to believe in or guess at anything but that world is not merely hell but the only possible damnation: the act of a man damning himself. It may be -- I hope it is -- redemption to guess and perhaps perceive that the universe, the hell which we see for all its beauty, vastness, majesty, is only part of a whole which is quite unimaginable.

The infant runs toward it with its eyes closed, the adult is stationary, the old man approaches it with his read more

The infant runs toward it with its eyes closed, the adult is stationary, the old man approaches it with his back turned.

In our society, any man who doesn't cry at his mother's funeral is liable to be condemned to death.

In our society, any man who doesn't cry at his mother's funeral is liable to be condemned to death.

When you were born, you were crying and everyone around you was smiling. Live your life so that when you read more

When you were born, you were crying and everyone around you was smiling. Live your life so that when you die, you're smiling and everyone around you is crying.

If you don't know how to live, why wonder about death?.

If you don't know how to live, why wonder about death?.

Kill a man, and you are an assassin. Kill millions of men, and you are a conqueror. Kill everyone, and read more

Kill a man, and you are an assassin. Kill millions of men, and you are a conqueror. Kill everyone, and you are a god.

There's a thing that keeps surprising you about stormy old friends after they die; their silence.

There's a thing that keeps surprising you about stormy old friends after they die; their silence.

Love isn't who you can see yourself with, it's who you can't see yourself without.

Love isn't who you can see yourself with, it's who you can't see yourself without.