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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.
Nothing in his life became him like the leaving it.
Nothing in his life became him like the leaving it.
The day which we fear as our last is but the birthday of eternity.
The day which we fear as our last is but the birthday of eternity.
All say, 'How hard it is that we have to die' - a strange complaint to come from the mouths 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.
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?
Death is a black camel, which kneels at the gates of all.
Death is a black camel, which kneels at the gates of all.
Most people would rather die than think: many do.
Most people would rather die than think: many do.
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.
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?
