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Why fear death when it is the only path to meet the Maker.
Why fear death when it is the only path to meet the Maker.
Death is patiently making my mask as I sleep. Each morning I awake to discover in the corners of my read more
Death is patiently making my mask as I sleep. Each morning I awake to discover in the corners of my eyes the small tears of his wax.
Most people would rather die than think;
in fact, they do so.
Most people would rather die than think;
in fact, they do so.
Death always waits. The door of the hearse is never closed.
Death always waits. The door of the hearse is never closed.
It is a far, far better thing that I do, than I have ever done; it is a far, far read more
It is a far, far better thing that I do, than I have ever done; it is a far, far better rest that I go to, than I have ever known.
All evils are equal when they are extreme.
All evils are equal when they are extreme.
From my rotting body, flowers shall grow and I am in them and that is eternity.
From my rotting body, flowers shall grow and I am in them and that is eternity.
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.
