It has been said that the immortality of the soul is a grand peut-tre -but still it is a grand one. Everybody clings to it -the stupidest, and dullest, and wickedest of human bipeds is still persuaded that he is immortal.
The flesh would shrink and go, the blood would dry, but no one believes in his mind of minds or heart of hearts that the pictures do stop.
You can believe in God without believing in immortality, but it is hard to see how anyone can believe in immortality and not believe in God.
When I die, I shall be content to vanish into nothingness.... No show, however good, could conceivably be good forever I do not believe in immortality, and have no desire for it.
Young people never believe in the possibility of their own deaths. That's one reason old men can send them to war.
Let him who believes in immortality enjoy his happiness in silence; he has no reason to give himself airs about it.
Everybody has got to die, but I have always believed an exception would be made in my case.
