David GemmellOur souls are but leaves in a storm, and only the gods know where we will come to rest.
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The ancient Greek philosopher Plato said, “Our souls are but leaves in a storm, and only the gods know where we will come to rest.” The idea here is that we all die and then we go back to where we came from. Whether that’s heaven or hell depends on how we lived our lives. If we did good things and avoided evil, then we’ll go to a place of peace and rest. But if we did bad things and enjoyed them, then we’ll go to a place of suffering.
Source: Lion Of Macedon
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