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.

I long to believe in immortality. . . . If I am destined to be
happy with you here--how read more

I long to believe in immortality. . . . If I am destined to be
happy with you here--how short is the longest life. I wish to
believe in immortality--I wish to live with you forever.

The stars shall fade away, the sun himself
Grow dim with age, and nature sink in years,
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The stars shall fade away, the sun himself
Grow dim with age, and nature sink in years,
But thou shalt flourish in immortal youth,
Unhurt amidst the wars of elements,
The wrecks of matter, and the crush of worlds.

All men think all men mortal, but themselves. If there is a God, man's immortality is certain. If not, Immortality read more

All men think all men mortal, but themselves. If there is a God, man's immortality is certain. If not, Immortality would not be worth having.

All men think all men mortal, but themselves.

All men think all men mortal, but themselves.

The muse does not allow the praise-de-serving here to die: she
enthrones him in the heavens.
[Lat., Dignum read more

The muse does not allow the praise-de-serving here to die: she
enthrones him in the heavens.
[Lat., Dignum laude virum Musa vetat mori;
Coelo Musa beat.]

Our hope of immortality does not come from any religions, but nearly all religions come from that hope

Our hope of immortality does not come from any religions, but nearly all religions come from that hope

Cheese -- milk's leap forward to immortality.

Cheese -- milk's leap forward to immortality.

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.