Garth Stein Quotes

A trapped soul waits for redemption. It waits. And waits. For her to take her last breath.

Is that all souls are for? For when we die?" "No. They're for living, too.

When we have passed the tests we are sent to Earth to learn, we are allowed to graduate. We are allowed to shed our body, which imprisons our souls.

Each of us comes into life with fists closed, set for aggressiveness and acquisition. But when we abandon life our hands are open; there is nothing on earth that we need, nothing the soul can take with it.

Casting the body's vest aside, My soul into the boughs does glide.

Do not seek death. Death will find you. But seek the road which makes death a fulfillment.

Either the soul survives death or it does not, and there is no scientific evidence that it does.

There is no death, only a change of worlds.

We all die. The goal isn't to live forever, the goal is to create something that will.

I know beyond a shadow of a doubt that there is no death the way we understood it. The body dies, but not the soul.

If you die you're completely happy and your soul somewhere lives on. I'm not afraid of dying. Total peace after death, becoming someone else is the best hope I've got.

We all die. The goal isn't to live forever. It is to create something that will.

Life is not just food, it's something spiritual.

You nourish your soul by fulfilling your destiny.

No mortal ever has been, no mortal ever will be like the soul just launched on the sea of life.

I have good hope that there is something after death.

Life is short, and therefore, one thing being certain, death, let us take up a great ideal, and give up the whole life to it. For what is the value of life, this vegetating little low life of man? Subordinating it to one high ideal is the only value that life has.

The lonesomest thing in all the world is a soul when it is making ready to go on its mysterious, far journey.

If you've ever felt inspired by a purpose or calling, you know the feeling of spirit working through you.

Death is the waiting-room where we robe ourselves for immortality.

The soul of man was made to walk the skies.

Our souls are not hungry for fame, comfort, wealth, or power. Our souls are hungry for meaning, for the sense that we have figured out how to live so that our lives matter.

Should this my firm persuasion of the soul's immortality prove to be a mere delusion, it is at least a pleasing delusion, and I will cherish it to my last breath.

Our mind thinks of death. Our heart thinks of life. Our soul thinks of Immortality.

Each soul must accomplish its task, or it would not have been sent here.