Every man dies - Not every man really lives.

Every man dies - Not every man really lives.

Death--the last sleep? No, it is the final awakening.

Death--the last sleep? No, it is the final awakening.

They tell us that suicide is the greatest piece of cowardice... that suicide is wrong; when it is quite obvious read more

They tell us that suicide is the greatest piece of cowardice... that suicide is wrong; when it is quite obvious that there is nothing in the world to which every man has a more unassailable title than to his own life and person.

So fades a summer cloud away;
So sinks the gale when storms are o'er;
So gently shuts read more

So fades a summer cloud away;
So sinks the gale when storms are o'er;
So gently shuts the eye of day;
So dies a wave along the shore.

We say that the hour of death cannot be forecast, but when we say this we imagine that hour as read more

We say that the hour of death cannot be forecast, but when we say this we imagine that hour as placed in an obscure and distant future. It never occurs to us that it has any connection with the day already begun or that death could arrive this same afternoon, this afternoon which is so certain and which has every hour filled in advance.

What the caterpillar calls the end of the world, the master calls
a butterfly.

What the caterpillar calls the end of the world, the master calls
a butterfly.

Most people would rather die than think: many do.

Most people would rather die than think: many do.

A man's dying is more the survivors' affair than his own.

A man's dying is more the survivors' affair than his own.

Death is a black camel, which kneels at the gates of all.

Death is a black camel, which kneels at the gates of all.