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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.
The effect of having other interests beyond those domestic works well. The more one does and sees and feels, the read more
The effect of having other interests beyond those domestic works well. The more one does and sees and feels, the more one is able to do, and the more genuine may be one's appreciation of fundamental things like home, and love, and understanding companionship.
For what is it to die, But to stand in the sun and melt into the wind?
For what is it to die, But to stand in the sun and melt into the wind?
Films and gramophone records, music, books and buildings show clearly how vigorously a man's life and work go on after read more
Films and gramophone records, music, books and buildings show clearly how vigorously a man's life and work go on after his "death," whether we feel it or not, whether we are aware of the individual names or not. There is no such thing as death according to our view!
It is not death, but dying, which is terrible.
It is not death, but dying, which is terrible.
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.
Those who focused on
the shock of shards
as the phoenix bird
burst from his shell
nearly missed the sight
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Those who focused on
the shock of shards
as the phoenix bird
burst from his shell
nearly missed the sight
of his wondrous maiden flight
as he soared up and away
and out of sight.
Seeing death as the end of life is like seeing the horizon as the end of the ocean.
Seeing death as the end of life is like seeing the horizon as the end of the ocean.
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.