(Pleased to my soul at death I cry,) Our life is closed, our life begins, The long, long anchorage we leave, The ship is clear at last, she leaps! She swiftly courses from the shore, Joy, shipmate, joy!"
-Whitman.
The Proofs of Life After Death
A COLLATION OF OPINIONS AS TO A FUTURE LIFE BY SOME OF THE WORLD'S MOST