Tell me not, in mournful numbers,
Life is but an empty dream!
For the soul is dead that slumbers,
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Tell me not, in mournful numbers,
Life is but an empty dream!
For the soul is dead that slumbers,
and things are not what they seem.
Life is real! Life is earnest!
And the grave is not its goal;
Dust thou art; to dust returnest,
Was not spoken of the soul.

For we brought nothing into this world, and it is certain we can carry nothing out. [1 Timothy 6:7].

For we brought nothing into this world, and it is certain we can carry nothing out. [1 Timothy 6:7].

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.

If God hath made this world so fair,
Where sin and death abound,
How beautiful beyond compare
Will paradise be read more

If God hath made this world so fair,
Where sin and death abound,
How beautiful beyond compare
Will paradise be found!.

Here is the test to find whether your mission on earth is finished: If you're alive, it isn't.

Here is the test to find whether your mission on earth is finished: If you're alive, it isn't.

A man's dying is more the survivors' affair than his own.

A man's dying is more the survivors' affair than his own.

Loss and possession, Death and life are one. There falls no shadow where There shines no sun.

Loss and possession, Death and life are one. There falls no shadow where There shines no sun.

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.

The great art of life is sensation, to feel that we exist, even in pain.

The great art of life is sensation, to feel that we exist, even in pain.