I really don't hold with knowing the future, even my own, which is short... I mean, if we knew for a fact there was an afterlife, and if the afterlife was bliss eternal, we'd all commit suicide in order to enjoy it.
1992 May 12, “Man talks to his dead wife — on a CB radio!”, in Weekly World News, volume 13, number 32, Weekly World News, →ISSN, page 15:
And while most of their conversations are painfully short and masked in static, the woman has reportedly been able to tell him that the afterlife is a wonderful place that's free of pain, disease, want and worry — a literal paradise where the souls of the dead live in perfect peace and harmony forever.
Jonah: Like, do you believe in heaven? Sam: I never did. Or the whole idea of an afterlife, but now I don't know, 'cause I have these dreams about her, about your mom. And we have long talks about you, how you're doing, which she sort of knows but I tell her anyway. So what is that? It's sort of an afterlife, isn't it?
2003, Catherine Wishart, Teen Goddess: How to Look, Love & Live Like a Goddess, illustrated edition, Llewellyn Worldwide, →ISBN, page 195:
But you would be happy and maybe a touch envious that they were going somewhere better. What if this place was the case when people died? Many cultures believe that the afterlife is a better place than the mundane world.
2004, Frank McLynn, 1759: the year Britain became master of the world[1], reprint, illustrated edition, Atlantic Monthly Press, →ISBN, page 91:
The afterlife is a relatively mundane place, where even angels have sexual intercourse; there is a Hell but no Satan or devils and Heaven is much like Earth, except peopled by spirits.
The afterlife is a beautiful place full of gardens and brilliant, pleasing colors. Some accounts are of dark and dismal places where people feel they are being punished for wrongs they committed in life.
We all die anyways, but for most of us it's after a long life of hard work and little reward. But what waits for us? The afterlife is a wonderful place with all of the beauty and none of the sorrow of this sad plane, especially for those of us who believe, who have a place there waiting for them.
1833, E. Biber, “Life and Trials of Henry Pestalozzi”, in Greenbank's Periodical Library, Volume I, T. K. Greenbank, page 8:
Pestalozzi had, as a boy, possessed that childlike simplicity in an eminent degree, and now, in the intercourse with nature and with men of primitive habits, he recovered so fully, that whenever in after-life he alluded to the studies of his earlier years, he spoke of them in a manner, as if they were so many recollections of a previous state […]
1838, The British cyclopaedia of the arts, sciences, history, geography, literature, natural history, and biography (page 118)
Arnold was born in Connecticut, and his early occupations were not fitted to prepare him for the functions which he was called upon to exercise in afterlife.
1842, “The Prussian Monarchy”, in Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Volume LI, Number CCCXVII (March 1842), William Blackwood & Sons, page 335:
In after life, he grew enormously corpulent, his waistcoat measured four ells!
