Your lost friends are not dead, but gone before,
Advanced a stage or two upon that road
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Your lost friends are not dead, but gone before,
Advanced a stage or two upon that road
Which you must travel in the steps they trod.

Most people would rather die than think: many do.

Most people would rather die than think: many do.

When I die, I want to go peacefully like my grandfather did–in his sleep. Not yelling and screaming like the read more

When I die, I want to go peacefully like my grandfather did–in his sleep. Not yelling and screaming like the passengers in his car.

I am ready to meet my maker, but whether my maker is prepared for the great ordeal of meeting me read more

I am ready to meet my maker, but whether my maker is prepared for the great ordeal of meeting me is another matter.

God is becoming bitter, he envies man his mortality.

God is becoming bitter, he envies man his mortality.

Death makes angels of us all and gives us wings where we had shoulders smooth as ravens claws.

Death makes angels of us all and gives us wings where we had shoulders smooth as ravens claws.

We owe a deep debt of gratitude to Adam, the first great benefactor of the human race: he brought death read more

We owe a deep debt of gratitude to Adam, the first great benefactor of the human race: he brought death into the world.

You can shed tears that she is gone, or you can smile because she has lived.You can close your eyes read more

You can shed tears that she is gone, or you can smile because she has lived.You can close your eyes and pray that she'll come back,or you can open your eyes and see all she's left.Your heart can be empty because you can't see her,or you can be full of the love you shared.You can turn your back on tomorrow and live yesterday, or you can be happy for tomorrow because of yesterday.You can remember her only that she is gone,or you can cherish her memory and let it live on.You can cry and close your mind, be empty and turn your back.Or you can do what she'd want:smile, open your eyes, love and go on.

One death is a tragedy; one million is a statistic.

One death is a tragedy; one million is a statistic.