I've just started a new book, The Ravenscar Dynasty, set in the early 1900's in England.  Written by Barbara Taylor Bradford, this will never become a classic, but it is a good read.
Early in the story, the protagonist, Edward, loses his father, brother, uncle and cousin in a tragic event in Italy.  
What struck me about this particular happening was the reaction of eighteen-year-old Edward when he, accompanied by his cousin Neville and his best friend Will, view their family members at the funeral home in Florence.
"Together Edward and Neville stared down at the waxen faces of their fathers and brothers...although they did not know it, both men were thinking the same thing:  that these were no longer their loved ones, now that their souls had left them...(each)knew that what had made these four men so special was their spirit;  they were merely empty shells now, dead flesh."
Most of us have had to view a loved one or friend who has passed. We have all witnessed that same thing.  It is the inner soul which breathes life into the body.  It is NOT the body itself.
So, I ask the non-believer. From where did that soul come?  What happens to that soul when it departs its earthly domain where it has resided to the moment of death?  Where do you believe it goes?
I won't accept that there is no such thing as a soul!  Even doctors and nurses, who witness death every day, accept that the soul exists and respect those moments as the soul departs.