Sleep... Oh! how I loathe those little slices of death...

Sleep... Oh! how I loathe those little slices of death...

I do not know beneath what sky nor on what seas shall be thy fate; I only know it shall read more

I do not know beneath what sky nor on what seas shall be thy fate; I only know it shall be high, I only know it shall be great.

There's a thing that keeps surprising you about stormy old friends after they die; their silence.

There's a thing that keeps surprising you about stormy old friends after they die; their silence.

A new idea is delicate. It can be killed by a sneer or a yawn; it can be stabbed to read more

A new idea is delicate. It can be killed by a sneer or a yawn; it can be stabbed to death by a joke or worried to death by a frown on the right person's brow.

Cowards die many times before their deaths;
The valiant never taste of death but once.
Of all the wonders that read more

Cowards die many times before their deaths;
The valiant never taste of death but once.
Of all the wonders that I yet have heard,
It seems to me most strange that men should fear,
Seeing that death, a necessary end,
Will come when it will come.

Death-the last voyage, the longest and the best.

Death-the last voyage, the longest and the best.

I look at life as a gift of God. Now that he wants it back I have no right to read more

I look at life as a gift of God. Now that he wants it back I have no right to complain.

What I look forward to is continued immaturity followed by death.

What I look forward to is continued immaturity followed by death.

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.