In the democracy of the dead all men at last are equal. There is neither rank nor station nor prerogative read more

In the democracy of the dead all men at last are equal. There is neither rank nor station nor prerogative in the republic of the grave.

So fades a summer cloud away;
So sinks the gale when storms are o'er;
So gently shuts read more

So fades a summer cloud away;
So sinks the gale when storms are o'er;
So gently shuts the eye of day;
So dies a wave along the shore.

I didn't attend the funeral, but I sent a nice letter saying I approved of it.

I didn't attend the funeral, but I sent a nice letter saying I approved of it.

Don't strew me with roses after I'm dead. When Death claims the light of my brow No flowers of life read more

Don't strew me with roses after I'm dead. When Death claims the light of my brow No flowers of life will cheer me: instead You may give me my roses now!

Death hath so many doors to let out life.

Death hath so many doors to let out life.

We all die. The goal isn't to live forever, the goal is to create something that will.

We all die. The goal isn't to live forever, the goal is to create something that will.

Call no man happy till he is dead.

Call no man happy till he is dead.

The white sail of his soul has rounded
The promontory--death.

The white sail of his soul has rounded
The promontory--death.

He who died at Azan sends
This to comfort all this friends:
Faithful friends! It lies I read more

He who died at Azan sends
This to comfort all this friends:
Faithful friends! It lies I know
Pale and white and cold as snow;
And ye say, "Abdallah's dead!"
Weeping at the feet and head.
I can see your falling tears,
I can hear your sighs and prayers;
Yet I smile and whisper this:
I am not the thing you kiss.
Cease your tears and let it lie;
It was mine--it is not I.