Nothing that is really valuable and necessary for us can ever be lost.

The present will live hereafter; memory will bridge over the gulf between the two worlds; for only on the condition of their intimate union can we preserve our identity and personal consciousness.

Blot out the memory of this world, and what would heaven or hell be to us?
Nothing whatever.

Death would be simple annihilation of our actual selves, and the substitution therefor of a new creation, in which we should have no more interest than in an inhabitant of Jupiter or the fixed stars." The Elder, who had listened silently thus far, not without an occasional and apparently involuntary manifestation of dissent, here interposed.
"Pardon me, my dear friend," said he; "but I must needs say that I look upon speculations of this kind, however ingenious or plausible, as unprofitable, and well-nigh presumptuous.

For myself, I only know that I am a weak, sinful man, accountable to and cared for by a just and merciful God.