The death-change comes.
Death is another life. We bow our heads
At going out, we think, and enter straight
Another golden chamber of the king's
Larger than this we leave, and lovelier.
And then in shadowy glimpses, disconnect,
The story, flower-like, closes thus its leaves.
The will of God is all in all. He makes,
Destroys, remakes, for His own pleasure, all.
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God is becoming bitter, he envies man his mortality.
God is becoming bitter, he envies man his mortality.
A man's dying is more the survivors' affair than his own.
A man's dying is more the survivors' affair than his own.
Boy, when you are dead, they really fix you up. I hope to hell when I do die somebody has read more
Boy, when you are dead, they really fix you up. I hope to hell when I do die somebody has sense enough to just dump me in the river or something. Anything except sticking me in a god dam cemetery. People coming and putting a bunch of flowers on your stomach on Sunday and all that crap. Who wants flowers when you are dead? Nobody.
The wise man's eyes are in his head; but the fool walketh in
darkness; and I myself perceived also read more
The wise man's eyes are in his head; but the fool walketh in
darkness; and I myself perceived also that one event happeneth to
them all.
Death's pale flag advanced in his cheeks.
Death's pale flag advanced in his cheeks.
Most people would rather die than think: many do.
Most people would rather die than think: many do.
I don't have no fear of death. My only fear is coming back reincarnated.
I don't have no fear of death. My only fear is coming back reincarnated.
We cannot banish dangers, but we can banish fears. We must not demean life by standing in awe of death.
We cannot banish dangers, but we can banish fears. We must not demean life by standing in awe of death.
While I thought that I was learning how to live, I have been learning how to die.
While I thought that I was learning how to live, I have been learning how to die.
