While I thought that I was learning how to live, I have been learning how to die.

While I thought that I was learning how to live, I have been learning how to die.

At the moment of death I hope to be surprised.

At the moment of death I hope to be surprised.

Go thou, deceased, to this earth which is a mother, and spacious
and kind. May her touch be soft read more

Go thou, deceased, to this earth which is a mother, and spacious
and kind. May her touch be soft like that of wool, or a young
woman, and may she protect thee from the depths of destruction.
Rise above him, O Earth, do not press painfully on him, give him
good things, give him consolation, as a mother covers her child
with her cloth, cover thou him.

If man were immortal he could be perfectly sure of seeing the day when everything in which he had trusted read more

If man were immortal he could be perfectly sure of seeing the day when everything in which he had trusted should betray his trust, and, in short, of coming eventually to hopeless misery. He would break down, at last, as every good fortune, as every dynasty, as every civilization does. In place of this we have death.

Every man dies - Not every man really lives.

Every man dies - Not every man really lives.

I never think he is quite ready for another world who is altogether weary of this.

I never think he is quite ready for another world who is altogether weary of this.

If the crow had been satisfied to eat his prey in silence, he
would have had more meat and read more

If the crow had been satisfied to eat his prey in silence, he
would have had more meat and less quarreling and envy.
[Lat., Sed tacitus pasci si posset corvus, haberet
Plus dapis, et rixae multo minus invidiaeque.]

Whether you find satisfaction in life depends not on your tale of years, but on your will.

Whether you find satisfaction in life depends not on your tale of years, but on your will.

Madame, all stories, if continued far enough, end in death, and he is no true-story teller who would keep that read more

Madame, all stories, if continued far enough, end in death, and he is no true-story teller who would keep that from you.