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Death--the last sleep? No, it is the final awakening.
Death--the last sleep? No, it is the final awakening.
The wise man's eyes are in his head; but the fool walketh in
darkness; and I myself perceived also read more
The wise man's eyes are in his head; but the fool walketh in
darkness; and I myself perceived also that one event happeneth to
them all.
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.
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.
Death is the universal salt of states;
Blood is the base of all things--law and war.
Death is the universal salt of states;
Blood is the base of all things--law and war.
I don\'t believe in death, neither in flesh nor in spirit.
I don\'t believe in death, neither in flesh nor in spirit.
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.
Death most resembles a prophet who is without honor in his own land or a poet who is a stranger read more
Death most resembles a prophet who is without honor in his own land or a poet who is a stranger among his people.
