The soul is not born; it does not die; it was not produced from anyoneย Unborn, eternal, it is not slain, though the body is slain.
Ralph Waldo EmersonThe preamble of thought, the transition through which it passes from the unconscious to the conscious, is action. Only so much do I know, as I have lived. Instantly we know whose words are loaded with life, and whose not.
Ralph Waldo Emerson