One who sees the Supersoul accompanying the individual soul in all bodies and who understands that neither the soul nor the Supersoul is ever destroyed, actually sees.

Vampires get the joy of flying around and living forever, werewolves get the joy of animal spirits. But zombies, they’re not rich, or aristocratic, they shuffle around. They’re a group phenomenon, they’re not very fast, they’re quite sickly. So what’s the pleasure of being one?

Because I could not stop for death, He kindly stopped for me; The carriage held but just ourselves and immortality.

There is a wide, yawning black infinity. In every direction, the extension is endless; the sensation of depth is overwhelming. And the darkness is immortal. Where light exists, it is pure, blazing, fierce; but light exists almost nowhere, and the blackness itself is also pure and blazing and fierce.

If you were to destroy the belief in immortality in mankind, not only love but every living force on which the continuation of all life in the world depended, would dry up at once.

Friendship, like the immortality of the soul, is too good to be believed.

One has to pay dearly for immortality; one has to die several times while one is still alive.

I don’t want to achieve immortality through my work. I want to achieve it through not dying.

The key to immortality is first living a life worth remembering.

Each life makes its own immitation of immortality.

I existed from all eternity and, behold, I am here; and I shall exist till the end of time, for my being has no end.

Some may never live, but the crazy never die.

Life is the childhood of our immortality.

I intend to live forever, or die trying.

A beautiful body perishes, but a work of art dies not.

The immortality of the soul is a matter which is of so great consequence to us and which touches us so profoundly that we must have lost all feeling to be indifferent about it.

The union of the Word and the Mind produces that mystery which is called Life… Learn deeply of the Mind and its mystery, for therein lies the secret of immortality.

Unable are the loved to die, for love is immortality.

Your body has space within you that cannot die.

Nothing that was worthy in the past departs; no truth or goodness realized by man ever dies, or can die.

From things that have happened and from things as they exist and from all things that you know and all those you cannot know, you make something through your invention that is not a representation but a whole new thing truer than anything true and alive, and you make it alive, and if you make it well enough, you give it immortality.

Perhaps nature is our best assurance of immortality.

I do not believe in immortality of the individual, and I consider ethics to be an exclusively human concern with no superhuman authority behind it.

I argue thee that love is life. And life hath immortality.

A part of me has become immortal, out of my control.

All men’s souls are immortal, but the souls of the righteous are immortal and divine.

I intend to live forever. So far, so good.

We all know we have a finite period of time. I just feel if I’m going to be alive, I want to be challenged – to be as immortal as possible. The path to that isn’t an easy way, but it’s a rewarding way.

Because I believe in God and have faith in God, it doesn’t mean I am immortal. It doesn’t mean I am immune, as has been claimed. I am as scared as anyone of getting hurt, especially driving a Formula One car.

Oh, hour of forgiven sin, moment of perfect pardon, our soul shall never forget you while, within you, life and being find immortality!

Give me my robe, put on my crown; I have Immortal longings in me.

A man is a god in ruins. When men are innocent, life shall be longer, and shall pass into the immortal, as gently as we awake from dreams.

A man may die, nations may rise and fall, but an idea lives on.

The stars shall fade away, the sun himself Grow dim with age, and nature sink in years, But thou shalt flourish in immortal youth, Unhurt amidst the wars of elements, The wrecks of matter, and the crush of worlds.

Surely God would not have created such a being as man, with an ability to grasp the infinite, to exist only for a day! No, no, man was made for immortality.