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One death is a tragedy. A million deaths is a statistic.
One death is a tragedy. A million deaths is a statistic.
For them that think death's honesty won't fall upon them naturally life sometimes must get lonely.
For them that think death's honesty won't fall upon them naturally life sometimes must get lonely.
...the mind is conscious, but conscious of nothing - I said to my soul, be still, and wait without hope read more
...the mind is conscious, but conscious of nothing - I said to my soul, be still, and wait without hope For hope would be hope for the wrong thing; wait without love For love would be love of the wrong thing; there is yet faith But the faith and the love and the hope are all in the waiting. Wait without thought, for you are not ready for thought: so the darkness shall be the light, and the stillness the dancing.
When you were born, you cried and the world rejoiced. Live your life so that when you die, the world read more
When you were born, you cried and the world rejoiced. Live your life so that when you die, the world cries and you rejoice.
The Fear of Death often proves Mortal, and sets People on Methods to save their Lives, which infallibly destroy them.
The Fear of Death often proves Mortal, and sets People on Methods to save their Lives, which infallibly destroy them.
Some say the world will end in fire, some say ice. From what I've tasted of desire I hold with read more
Some say the world will end in fire, some say ice. From what I've tasted of desire I hold with those who favor fire. But if it had to perish twice, I think I know enough of hate To say that for destruction ice Is also great And would suffice.
Suicide would be my way of telling God that I quit.
Suicide would be my way of telling God that I quit.
Death is the last enemy: once we've got past that I think everything will be alright.
Death is the last enemy: once we've got past that I think everything will be alright.
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.
