Ραδάμανθυς Φωτόπουλος

“I died as mineral and became a plant,
I died as plant and rose to animal,
I died as animal and I was human,
Why should I fear? When was I less by dying?
Yet once more I shall die human,
To soar with angels blessed above.
And when I sacrifice my angel soul
I shall become what no mind ever conceived.
As a human, I will die once more,
Reborn, I will with the angels soar.
And when I let my angel body go,
I shall be more than mortal mind can know.”
― Rumi Jalal ad'Din

“I HAVE DIED TOO MANY TIMES
BELIEVING AND WAITING, WAITING
IN A ROOM
STARING AT A CRACKED CEILING
WAITING FOR THE PHONE, A LETTER, A KNOCK, A SOUND…
GOING WILD INSIDE
WHILE SHE DANCED WITH STRANGERS IN NIGHTCLUBS…
OUT OF THE ARMS OF ONE LOVE
AND INTO THE ARMS OF ANOTHER”
― Charles Bukowski

“High in the North in a land called Svithjod there is a mountain. It is a hundred miles long and a hundred miles high and once every thousand years a little bird comes to this mountain to sharpen its beak. When the mountain has thus been worn away a single day of eternity will have passed.”
― Hendrik Willem Van Loon, The Story of Mankind

“There are three deaths. The first is when the body ceases to function. The second is when the body is consigned to the grave. The third is that moment, sometime in the future, when your name is spoken for the last time.”
― David M. Eagleman, Sum: Forty Tales from the Afterlives