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God is becoming bitter, he envies man his mortality.
God is becoming bitter, he envies man his mortality.
To die will be an awfully big adventure.
To die will be an awfully big adventure.
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.
All say, "How hard it is that we have to die"--a strange complaint to come from the mouths of people 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.
Death's pale flag advanced in his cheeks.
Death's pale flag advanced in his cheeks.
Death and life have their determined appointments; riches and honors depend upon heaven.
Death and life have their determined appointments; riches and honors depend upon heaven.
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.
To die proudly when it is no longer possible to live proudly. Death of one's own free choice, death at read more
To die proudly when it is no longer possible to live proudly. Death of one's own free choice, death at the proper time, with a clear head and with joyfulness, consummated in the midst of children and witnesses: so that an actual leave-taking is possible while he who is leaving is still there.
Death is the ugly fact which Nature has to hide, and she hides it well.
Death is the ugly fact which Nature has to hide, and she hides it well.
