It always seems to me that so few people live - they just seem to exist and I don't see any reason why we shouldn't live always - til we die physically.
When the physical organism breaks up, the soul survives. It then takes on another body.
The prejudice surrounding AIDS exacts a social death which precedes the actual physical one.
The body is mortal and the mind is mortal; both, being compounds, must die.
I've always said that the artist dies twice. And the first death is the hardest which is the career death, the creative death. The physical death is an inevitability.
It's not the end of the physical body that should worry us. Rather our concern must be to live while we're alive.
If the body dies, it does no harm to the mind, but if the mind dies, one can no longer act as a man even though the body survives.
Pain lays not its touch upon a corpse.
Birth in the physical is death in the spiritual. Death in the physical is the birth in the spiritual.
Life is a book that never ends. Chapters close, but not the book itself. The end of one physical incarnation is like the end of a chapter, on some level setting up the beginning of another.
If physical death is the price that I must pay to free my white brothers and sisters from a permanent death of the spirit, then nothing can be more redemptive.
I am almost sure to be blotted out by death, but sometimes I think it is not impossible that I may continue to live in some other manner after my physical death . Or, as Hamlet wonders, what dreams will come when we leave this body?
Dualists hold that body and soul are separate entities and that the soul will continue beyond the existence of the physical body.
Even papists could not see that a moral evil was detained in the soul through its physical connection with the body; and that it required the dissolution of this physical connection before the moral contagion could be removed.
