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Quote by Leo Tolstoy
English (Source)
Falling asleep, I lose consciousness of my waking self. Dying, I lose the consciousness of the one who lives this life as himself. But just as, when I fall asleep, the one who has consciousness is not destroyed, so it is when I die. What this thing is that has consciousness I do not know and have no way of knowing. It occurs to me: well, my soul is the one with consciousness, it does not die, but somewhere, someday it will manifest again (all are temporal and spatial concepts). But, without the memory of the previous "me", I am no longer me. My consciousness was destroyed with death. Whatever it is after the death of the "I", of the principle that makes up my "I", I am no longer, will not be, and cannot be. But if so, the question arises: what is this "I" of mine that suddenly appeared at birth? What is this "I"? Why is this "I" me? And how can this "I", which has appeared vaguely out of time, not disappear just as strangely out of time. Okay, I'm going to die. But why will no life after my death be my life? There is something here, but I can't clear it and express it.