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All say, "How hard it is that we have to die"--a strange complaint to come from the mouths of people read more
All say, "How hard it is that we have to die"--a strange complaint to come from the mouths of people who have had to live.
Some people are so afraid to die that they never begin to live.
Some people are so afraid to die that they never begin to live.
It is never death because they live in your heart foever.
It is never death because they live in your heart foever.
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.
We must all die!
All leave ourselves, it matters not where, when,
Nor how, so we die read more
We must all die!
All leave ourselves, it matters not where, when,
Nor how, so we die well; and can that man that does so
Need lamentation for him?
Boy, when you are dead, they really fix you up. I hope to hell when I do die somebody has read more
Boy, when you are dead, they really fix you up. I hope to hell when I do die somebody has sense enough to just dump me in the river or something. Anything except sticking me in a god dam cemetery. People coming and putting a bunch of flowers on your stomach on Sunday and all that crap. Who wants flowers when you are dead? Nobody.
I didn't attend the funeral, but I sent a nice letter saying I approved of it.
I didn't attend the funeral, but I sent a nice letter saying I approved of it.
If death meant just leaving the stage long enough to change costume and come back as a new character...Would you read more
If death meant just leaving the stage long enough to change costume and come back as a new character...Would you slow down? Or speed up?
