“We're all embers from the same fire. Our ember winks out, we're ashes, we go back to the fire. I like that image. There has to be a unifying theory. I think there is a continuity of some kind, that my love for my wife will go on past the death of my body. Nature is perfect.” ThinkingKindBodyPastPerfectFireWifeTheoryGoes OnMy WifeAshesContinuityUnifyingEmbers Author:William Shatner
“Better to be always in a minority of one with God - branded as madman, incendiary, fanatic, heretic, infidel - frowned upon by "the powers that be," and mobbed by the populace - or consigned ignominiously to the gallows, like him whose "soul is marching on," though his "body lies mouldering in the grave," or burnt to ashes at the stake like Wickliffe, or nailed to the cross like him who "gave himself for the world," - in defence of the RIGHT, than like Herod, having the shouts of a multitude crying, "It is the voice of a god, and not of a man!"” MenWorldSoulBodyLyingVoiceCryCrossesGravesMinoritiesStakesAshesMultitudesDefenceFanaticsMadmenHereticInfidelBrandedGallowsMarching OnHerod Author:William Lloyd Garrison
“However strong or beautiful this body may be, its culmination is in those three pounds of ashes. And still people are so attached to it. Glory be to God.” PeopleMayStillsBodyBeautifulThreeStrongGloryPoundsAshesCulmination Book:The Gospel of the Holy Mother Sri Sarada Devi Source: The Gospel of the Holy Mother Sri Sarada Devi
“There is nothing--no, nothing--innocent or good, that dies and is forgotten; let us hold to that faith or none. An infant, a prattling child, dying in the cradle, will live again in the better thoughts of those that loved it, and play its part through them in the redeeming actions of the world, though its body be burnt to ashes or drowned in the deep sea.” WorldChildrenPlayBodyActionDiesSeaDyingForgottenInnocentAshesInfantCradleForgetfulnessRedeemingDeep SeaChildren Dying Book:The Old Curiosity Shop Source: The Old Curiosity Shop
“All analyses end badly. Each 'termination' leaves the participants with the taste of ashes in their mouths; each is absurd; each is a small, pointless death. Psychoanalysis cannot tolerate happy endings; it casts them off the way the body's immunological system casts off transplanted organs.” WayEndsBodyTasteMouthsCastsAbsurdAnalysisOrgansTolerateAshesPsychiatryHappy EndingsPointlessPsychoanalysisParticipantsTermination Author:Janet Malcolm