“Death injures us, but at the same time lifts us to a higher understanding of ourselves.”
The German poet Rainer Maria Rilke in a letter
We don’t like to talk about death.
But those who dare, grow.
Bruce says it all. In just one minute.
About purpose, about truth, about what really stays with you.
S. Kierkegaard, God zoeken, liefde en dood, Amsterdam: Buijten & Schipperheijn Motief (Tre Taler ved tænkte Leiligheder, 1845, translated into Dutch by Lineke Buijs and Andries Visser).
English translations by the author, based on the Dutch edition.
Pim van Lommel, Eindeloos Bewustzijn, Kampen: Uitgeverij Ten Have.
English translation by the author, based on the Dutch edition.
