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.
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I look upon life as a gift from God. I did nothing to earn it. Now that the time is read more
I look upon life as a gift from God. I did nothing to earn it. Now that the time is coming to give it back, I have no right to complain.
It is as natural to die as to be born; and to a little infant,
perhaps, the one is read more
It is as natural to die as to be born; and to a little infant,
perhaps, the one is as painful as the other.
Death is not the greatest loss in life. The greatest loss is what dies inside us while we live.
Death is not the greatest loss in life. The greatest loss is what dies inside us while we live.
Men fear Death, as children fear to go in the dark; and as that
natural fear in children is read more
Men fear Death, as children fear to go in the dark; and as that
natural fear in children is increased with tales, so is the
other.
I'm not afraid of death; I just don't want to be there when it happens.
I'm not afraid of death; I just don't want to be there when it happens.
Life is better than death, I believe, if only because it is less boring, and because it has fresh peaches read more
Life is better than death, I believe, if only because it is less boring, and because it has fresh peaches in it.
Men fear death, as if unquestionably the greatest evil, and yet no man knows that it may not be the read more
Men fear death, as if unquestionably the greatest evil, and yet no man knows that it may not be the greatest good.
Death is the ugly fact which Nature has to hide, and she hides it well.
Death is the ugly fact which Nature has to hide, and she hides it well.
While we are mourning the loss of our friend, others are rejoicing to meet him behind the veil.
While we are mourning the loss of our friend, others are rejoicing to meet him behind the veil.
