“Reflect that the dead suffer no evils, that all those stories which make us dread the nether world are mere fables, that he who dies need fear no darkness, no prison, no blazing streams of fire, no river of Lethe, no judgment seat. … All that is a phantasy of the poets, who have terrified us without a cause. …”
Seneca: Of Consolation: To Marcia (translated by Aubrey Stewart) Continue reading Consolatio