Afterlife Quote by Arthur Nersesian
““My last chance had vanished into itself like a snail coiling up into his shell. Insidiously I had lost my grip, and now this was it. I thought all this without much emotion. I really didn't care anymore. I couldn't hang on anymore. I didn't have the guts to kill myself, but I didn't want it to continue. I walked a couple of blocks, empty, listless, and wished I could cry. ...The diabolic hope, the purposeful pulsing of blood, the flight into coherence allowed for some rationalizing an afterlife. A new theology was evolving, one that had a faith-in-death clause. It was evolved when I kicked a dead waterbug on the pavement. It was dried out, hollowed, emptied, like some kind of shell. Maybe, I thought, its body is a shell, maybe all bodies are shells. We hatch and die. Our spirit or something like that is the yoke: it lives the real life, the true life. It wasn't comforting.””
About This Quote
Source Novel: “The Last Chance” (fictional), null
A narrator confronts despair, oscillating between nihilism and a fleeting hope for meaning, reflecting on life's fragility.
In simple terms: Despair and hope coexist in the human mind.
Acknowledge darkness, seek meaning.
Themes
Mood
Type
When to use this quote
- mental health crisis
- creative writing
- personal crisis
- philosophical inquiry
Key Concepts
Questions to Reflect On
- What gives you a sense of purpose?
- How do you navigate moments of hopelessness?
Hope may be fleeting and can feel insincere during deep depression.