A Quote by Zeena Schreck

Immortal beings have been compared to stars, these are existences that linger on long after the death of the thing itself. — © Zeena Schreck
Immortal beings have been compared to stars, these are existences that linger on long after the death of the thing itself.
The final hour when we cease to exist does not itself bring death; it merely of itself completes the death-process. We reach death at that moment, but we have been a long time on the way.
Death consists, indeed, in a repeated process of unrobing, or unsheathing. The immortal part of man shakes off from itself, one after the other, its outer casings, and - as the snake from its skin, the butterfly from its chrysalis - emerges from one after another, passing into a higher state of consciousness.
The first voyagers to the stars will be creatures whose life cycle is matched to the voyage: the aeons involved in traversing the galaxy are not daunting to immortal beings. By the end of the third millennium, travel to other stars could be technically feasible. But would there be sufficient motive?
Man, as long as he lives, is immortal. One minute before his death he shall be immortal. But one minute later, God wins.
When you suffer a loss, there is before the death and after the death - those become your two existences and your two realities.
To be immortal is commonplace; except for man, all creatures are immortal, for they are ignorant of death; what is divine, terrible, incomprehensible, is to know that one is immortal.
If the whole earth is infinitely small in comparison with the sphere of the stars, what is man compared with all these created beings!
I am afraid of death. You are young, so presumably you're more afraid of it than I am. Obviously we shall put if off as long as we can. But it makes very little difference. So long as human beings stay human, death and life are the same thing.
I mean that much more than wiser beings from beyond the stars bringing us enlightenment or death or salvation, we are likely to find ourselves the wisest beings on the scene.
After my death, the molecules of my being will return to the earth and sky. They came from the stars. I am of the stars.
After my death, the molecules of my being will return to the earth and the sky. They came from the stars. I am of the stars.
I carry the seeds of death within me and plant them wherever I linger long enough to love.
After all, you’re only an immortal until someone manages to kill you. After that, you were just long-lived.
Time is the product of changing realities, beings, existences.
My conscience is killing me, isn't it? And when you're immortal that can be a really long and ignominious death
A novel is balanced between a few true impressions and the multitude of false ones that make up most of what we call life. It tells us that for every human being there is a diversity of existences, that the single existence is itself an illusion in part, that these many existences signify something, tend to something, fulfill something; it promises us meaning, harmony, and even justice.
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