After Death nothing is, and nothing, death, The utmost…
““After Death nothing is, and nothing, death, The utmost limit of a gasp of breath. Let the ambitious zealot lay aside His hopes of heaven, whose faith is but his pride; Let slavish souls lay by their fear Nor be concerned which way nor where After this life they shall be hurled. Dead, we become the lumber of the world, And to that mass of matter shall be swept Where things destroyed with things unborn are kept. Devouring time swallows us whole. Impartial death confounds body and soul. For Hell and the foul fiend that rules God's everlasting fiery jails (Devised by rogues, dreaded by fools), With his grim, grisly dog that keeps the door, Are senseless stories, idle tales, Dreams, whimseys, and no more.””
About This Quote
This interpretation was drafted with AI assistance. It is one reading of the quote, not the author's own explanation.
Life ends in death, erasing all hopes and fears; existence reduces to matter, and stories cease.
In simple terms: Death ends everything, leaving only matter.
Key Takeaway
Accept mortality, focus on present.
Themes
mortality
nihilism
existence
humility
Mood
somber
reflective
Type
philosophical
poetic
When to use this quote
- contemplating death
- writing poetry
- philosophical discussions
- spiritual reflection
Key Concepts
impermanence
materialism
ego
religion
Questions to Reflect On
- How do you find purpose knowing life ends?
- What comforts you about impermanence?
A Different Perspective
Human desire for meaning persists despite inevitable oblivion.