There is no death! What seems so is transition; This life of mortal breath is but a suburb of the read more

There is no death! What seems so is transition; This life of mortal breath is but a suburb of the life elysian, whose portal we call Death.

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.

He who dies with the most toys is, nonetheless, still dead.

He who dies with the most toys is, nonetheless, still dead.

Where life is more terrible than death, it is then the truest valor to dare to live.

Where life is more terrible than death, it is then the truest valor to dare to live.

The call of death is a call of love. Death can be sweet if we answer it in the affirmative, read more

The call of death is a call of love. Death can be sweet if we answer it in the affirmative, if we accept it as one of the great eternal forms of life and transformation.

A jade curtain of
willow fronds
parts world of
green earth
from that of blue pond
A grey curtain
of read more

A jade curtain of
willow fronds
parts world of
green earth
from that of blue pond
A grey curtain
of morning mist
separates turquoise waters
from blue sky
A more slender
veil is
at the portal
hiding the paradise
of the immortal.

To fear love is to fear life, and those who fear life are already three parts dead.

To fear love is to fear life, and those who fear life are already three parts dead.

Plan for this world as if you expect to live forever; but plan for the hereafter as if you expect read more

Plan for this world as if you expect to live forever; but plan for the hereafter as if you expect to die tomorrow.

We understand death for the first time when he puts his hand upon one whom we love.

We understand death for the first time when he puts his hand upon one whom we love.