The harder the conflict, the more glorious the triumph. What we obtain too cheap, we esteem too lightly; it is dearness only that gives everything its value. I love the man that can smile in trouble, that can gather strength from distress and grow brave by reflection. 'Tis the business of little minds to shrink; but he whose heart is firm, and whose conscience approves his conduct, will pursue his principles unto death.
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One might say, for example, that a patient has a kind of St Vitus's dance; a kind of dropsy; a read more
One might say, for example, that a patient has a kind of St Vitus's dance; a kind of dropsy; a kind of nerve fever; a kind of ague. One would never say, however (to end once and for all the confusion of these names) "He has St. Vitus's dance," "He has nerve fever," "He has dropsy," "He has ague," since there simply are not any fixed, unchanging diseases to be known by such names.
A dying man needs to die, as a sleepy man needs to sleep, and there comes a time when it read more
A dying man needs to die, as a sleepy man needs to sleep, and there comes a time when it is wrong, as well as useless, to resist.
Death is the broom I take in my hands to sweep the world clean.
Death is the broom I take in my hands to sweep the world clean.
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.
Well, there's a remedy for all things but death, which will be sure to lay us flat one time or read more
Well, there's a remedy for all things but death, which will be sure to lay us flat one time or other.
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.
I want to die peacefully in my sleep like my grandfather. Not screaming in terror like his passengers.
I want to die peacefully in my sleep like my grandfather. Not screaming in terror like his passengers.
I'm not afraid of death; but dying scares the hell out of me.
I'm not afraid of death; but dying scares the hell out of me.
