#afterlife

Do you believe in an afterlife?" the gunslinger asked him as Brown dropped three ears of hot corn onto his plate. Brown nodded. "I think this is it. ↗

— Stephen King

#afterlife

Good does not exist without the evil and right does not hold weight without knowing the wrong. ↗

— Stephanie Hudson

#afterlife

... You are the closest I will ever come to heaven, either here on Earth or in the afterlife, and I will not regret it, not even at the cost of your tears. So I go to my grave an unrepentant sinner, I’m afraid. There is no use in mourning one such as I, dearest... -Simon to Lucy in a letter before the last duel. ↗

— Elizabeth Hoyt

#lucy #simondabomb #the-serpent-prince #afterlife

...We die, we turn, we are reborn as we deserve to be reborn, based on our doings in this world." Will looked down at his bitten nails. "I will probably be reborn as a slug that someone salts. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#reborn #afterlife

No more is your master a god, Nobility, but he wants offerings from all. When Black God claims us, who will be punished for giving worship and power to a false god? The prince? Or Banjiku? ↗

— Tamora Pierce

#god #worship #afterlife

We had enough quite enough snobbery in this world without exporting it to the hereafter. ↗

— Rick Riordan

#snobbery #afterlife

She'd grown up believing in hell in an abstract nightmare way; but west Texas had given her something more concrete upon which to dread the afterlife. ↗

— Cherie Priest

#texas #afterlife

It was like I’d stepped out into an afterlife. Only there were no angels. ↗

— Lucy Christopher

#afterlife

If I lost him here, to this idiotic fight, after I fought and guarded him for two weeks, after I cried and thought he was dying, I would find him in the afterlife and I would murder him again. ↗

— Ilona Andrews

#kate #afterlife

We've left the moment. It's gone. We're somewhere else now, and that's okay. We've still go that other moment with us somewhere, deep in our memory, seeping into our DNA. And when our cells get scattered, whenever that happens, this moment will still exist in them. Those cells might be the building block of something new. A planet or a star or a sunflower, a baby. Maybe even a cockroach. Who knows? Whatever it is, it'll be a part of us, this thing right here and now, and we'll be a part of it. And if it's a cockroach? Well, that will be the happiest ****ing cockroach on the planet. I can tell you that. ↗

— Libba Bray

#happiness #memories #puzzles #afterlife