Perhaps they are not stars, but rather openings in heaven where the love of our lost ones pours through and read more

Perhaps they are not stars, but rather openings in heaven where the love of our lost ones pours through and shines down upon us to let us know they are happy.

Those who promise us paradise on earth never produced anything but a hell.

Those who promise us paradise on earth never produced anything but a hell.

Millions long for immortality who do not know what to do with themselves on a rainy Sunday afternoon.

Millions long for immortality who do not know what to do with themselves on a rainy Sunday afternoon.

Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the read more

Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.

All evils are equal when they are extreme.

All evils are equal when they are extreme.

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.

As a well spent day brings happy sleep, so life well used brings happy death.

As a well spent day brings happy sleep, so life well used brings happy death.

The idea is to die young as late as possible.

The idea is to die young as late as possible.

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.