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But whether on the scaffold high,
Or in the battle's van,
The fittest place where man can read more
But whether on the scaffold high,
Or in the battle's van,
The fittest place where man can die
Is where he dies for man.
The "kingdom of Heaven" is a condition of the heart - not something that comes "upon the earth" or "after read more
The "kingdom of Heaven" is a condition of the heart - not something that comes "upon the earth" or "after death."
The fear of death follows from the fear of life. A man who lives fully is prepared to die at read more
The fear of death follows from the fear of life. A man who lives fully is prepared to die at any time.
A single death is a tragedy; a million deaths is a statistic.
A single death is a tragedy; a million deaths is a statistic.
Go thou, deceased, to this earth which is a mother, and spacious
and kind. May her touch be soft read more
Go thou, deceased, to this earth which is a mother, and spacious
and kind. May her touch be soft like that of wool, or a young
woman, and may she protect thee from the depths of destruction.
Rise above him, O Earth, do not press painfully on him, give him
good things, give him consolation, as a mother covers her child
with her cloth, cover thou him.
All say, 'How hard it is that we have to die' - a strange complaint to come from the mouths read more
All say, 'How hard it is that we have to die' - a strange complaint to come from the mouths of people who have had to live.
It's funny how most people love the dead, once you're dead your made for life.
It's funny how most people love the dead, once you're dead your made for life.
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.
When I die, I want to go peacefully like my grandfather did–in his sleep. Not yelling and screaming like the read more
When I die, I want to go peacefully like my grandfather did–in his sleep. Not yelling and screaming like the passengers in his car.