Blaise Pascal Quotes

Death destroys a man, but the idea of death saves him.

I don't want to die. I can't wrap my head around the concept of death because I'm totally atheist. There's nothing after life in my head, whether that's right or wrong.

Oh Death where is thy sting! It has none. But life has.

I am death-fearing. I don't think I'm morbid. That seems to me a fear of death that goes beyond the rational. Whereas it seems to me to be entirely rational to fear death!

In the last analysis, it is our conception of death which decides our answers to all the questions that life puts to us.

I don't want to hear about my death.

I'm not sure I've learned anything new about life; but I've had to think harder about death and what comes after for other people.

No man can pass into eternity, for he is already in it.

Death is a false fear. When it is here, you won't be. When it's not, you are here.

Nothing is more dreadful in life than the profound thought that death may only greet you with eternal nothingness.

Mortality applies to every aspect of life. The fear of death is the driving fear of life.

I will burn, but this is a mere event. We shall continue our discussion in eternity.

Perhaps we don't need these religious concoctions to pillow the fear of death. Just the fact that there is an unknown, and something greater, can bring a feeling of peace. That's enough for me.

I would hate the thought of dying full stop; I've got to be honest with you.

They which have no hope of a life to come, may extend their griefs for the loss of this, and equal the days of their mourning with the years of the life of man.

We do not know what to do with this short life, yet we want another which will be eternal.

We fear death so profoundly, not because it means the end of our body, but because it means the end of our consciousness - better to be a spirit in Heaven than a zombie on Earth.

When one man dies, one chapter is not torn out of the book, but translated into a better language.

Watching a whole cluster of friends, and my own mother, die over quite a short space of time convinced me that purely materialist 'explanations' for our mysterious human existence simply won't do - on an intellectual level.

Although many of us fear death, I think there is something illogical about it.

I don't want to die.

There's something about death. It's like trying to understand our own mortality and immortality. That's why society is so into things like vampires, because they don't die. Well, why don't they die?

Not a day has gone by in my life when I haven't thought about death.

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 think writing, or any form of art-making, is a way to prepare for not being here. Not that we can. No amount of preparing can really ready us, in a meaningful way, for the great void that awaits us all.