If man were immortal he could be perfectly sure of seeing the day when everything in which he had trusted read more

If man were immortal he could be perfectly sure of seeing the day when everything in which he had trusted should betray his trust, and, in short, of coming eventually to hopeless misery. He would break down, at last, as every good fortune, as every dynasty, as every civilization does. In place of this we have death.

If we don't know life, how can we know death?

If we don't know life, how can we know death?

He that lives to forever, never fears dying.

He that lives to forever, never fears dying.

If there were dreams to sell, what would you buy?

If there were dreams to sell, what would you buy?

To fear love is to fear life, and those who fear life are already three parts dead.

To fear love is to fear life, and those who fear life are already three parts dead.

Death most resembles a prophet who is without honor in his own land or a poet who is a stranger read more

Death most resembles a prophet who is without honor in his own land or a poet who is a stranger among his people.

Somewhere, in desolate, wind-swept space,
In twilight land, in no man's land,
Two hurrying shapes met face read more

Somewhere, in desolate, wind-swept space,
In twilight land, in no man's land,
Two hurrying shapes met face to face
And bade each other stand.
"And who are you?" cried one, a-gape,
Shuddering in the glimmering light.
"I know not," said the second shape,
"I only died last night."

Call no man happy till he is dead.

Call no man happy till he is dead.

Men fear Death, as children fear to go in the dark; and as that
natural fear in children is read more

Men fear Death, as children fear to go in the dark; and as that
natural fear in children is increased with tales, so is the
other.