I believe that when I die I shall rot, and nothing of my ego will survive. I am not young, and I love life. But I should scorn to shiver with terror at the thought of annihilation. Happiness is none the less true happiness because it must come to an end, nor do thought and love lose their value because they are not everlasting. Many a man has borne himself proudly on the scaﬀold; surely the same pride should teach us to think truly about man’s place in the world. Even if the open windows of science at ﬁrst make us shiver after the cosy indoor warmth of traditional humanizing
myths, in the end the fresh air brings vigour, and the great spaces have a splendour of their own.
Bertrand Russell, What I Believe (via philphys)
Yeah, I really hope that Russell was wrong.