All men's souls are immortal, but the souls of the righteous are immortal and divine.

All men's souls are immortal, but the souls of the righteous are immortal and divine.

Immortality - a fate worse than death.

Immortality - a fate worse than death.

All men think all men mortal, but themselves.

All men think all men mortal, but themselves.

No one could ever meet death for his country without the hope of
immortality.
[Lat., Nemo unquam sine read more

No one could ever meet death for his country without the hope of
immortality.
[Lat., Nemo unquam sine magna spe immortalitatatis se pro patria
offerret ad mortem.]

No, no! The energy of life may be
Kept on after the grave, but not begun;
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No, no! The energy of life may be
Kept on after the grave, but not begun;
And he who flagg'd not in the earthly strife,
From strength to strength advancing--only he
His soul well-knit, and all his battles won,
Mounts, and that hardly, to eternal life.

It must be so--Plato, thou reasonest well!--
Else whence this pleasing hope, this fond desire,
This longing read more

It must be so--Plato, thou reasonest well!--
Else whence this pleasing hope, this fond desire,
This longing after immortality?
Or whence this secret dread, and inward horror,
O falling into nought? Why shrinks the soul
Back on herself, and startles at destruction?
'Tis the divinity that stirs within us;
'Tis heaven itself, that points out an hereafter,
And intimates eternity to man.

A letter always seemed to me like immortality because it is the mind alone without corporeal friend.

A letter always seemed to me like immortality because it is the mind alone without corporeal friend.

For I never have seen, and never shall see, that the cessation of
the evidence of existence is necessarily read more

For I never have seen, and never shall see, that the cessation of
the evidence of existence is necessarily evidence of the
cessation of existence.

But all lost things are in the angels' keeping, Love;
No past is dead for us, but only sleeping, read more

But all lost things are in the angels' keeping, Love;
No past is dead for us, but only sleeping, Love;
The years of Heaven with all earth's little pain
Make Good
Together there we can begin again
In babyhood.