Sidonie Gabrielle Colette Quotes

I must confess, I have always wondered what lay beyond life, my dear. Yeah, everybody wonders. And sooner or later everybody gets to find out.

Do dead man dream? The dead themselves are silent on the matter

Often have I wondered with much curiosity as to our coming into this world and what will follow our departure.

I don't know if I believe in life after death so much as I believe that there is something out there.

The living are just the dead on holiday

I don't know what's waiting for us when we die--something better, something worse. I only know I'm not ready to find out yet.

When I die, I will see the lining of the world. The other side, beyond bird, mountain, sunset.

So softly death succeeded life in her, She did but dream of heaven, and she was there.

The grave Is but the threshold of eternity.

There is little much beyond the grave, but the strong are saying nothing until they see.

At the moment of death I hope to be surprised.

I start thinking about life after death. I've got to quit thinking about it because it's very deep. Very deep. Sometimes you start thinking about it, and you don't feel like you want to be alive, so I don't like to get all quiet.

Dead people never seem to address the obvious - the things you'd think they'd be bursting to talk about, and the things all of us not-yet-dead are madly curious about. Such as: 'Hey, where are you now? What do you do all day? What's it feel like being dead? Can you see me? Even when I'm on the toilet? Would you cut that out?'

I think we should look forward to death more than we do. Of course everybody hates to go to bed or miss anything, but dying is really the only chance we'll get to rest.

I think that when I die, it might be some time until I know it.

Don't look forward to the day you stop suffering, because when it comes you'll know you're dead.

Life will continue on the other side of the veil.

We all wonder about death, where people go and what happens. But certainly, they cross over from this dimension to another one.

I'm very curious to know what it's like, death - I always say to my wife, 'I wonder if we'll have the 'New York Times' when we're dead.'

I cannot believe in the immortality of the soul. No, all this talk of an existence for us, as individuals, beyond the grave is wrong. It is born of our tenacity of life - our desire to go on living - our dread of coming to an end.

You're dead, Cordelia.' No I'm not. 'Yes you are. You're dead. Lie down.

Life on earth, filled with uncertainty and change, seemed far more difficult than what lay beyond the grave.

Since the Creator had made the facts of the after-life inaccessible to man, He must not have required that man understand death in order to live fruitfully.

The first thing I would like to tell you about death is that there is no bigger lie than death. And yet, death appears to be true. It not only appears to be true but also seems like the cardinal truth of life - it appears as if the whole of life is surrounded by death. Whether we forget about it, or become oblivious to it, everywhere death remains close to us. Death is even closer to us than our own shadow.