The death-change comes.
Death is another life. We bow our heads
At going out, we think, and enter straight
Another golden chamber of the king's
Larger than this we leave, and lovelier.
And then in shadowy glimpses, disconnect,
The story, flower-like, closes thus its leaves.
The will of God is all in all. He makes,
Destroys, remakes, for His own pleasure, all.
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If there were dreams to sell, what would you buy?
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The idea is to die young as late as possible.
The idea is to die young as late as possible.
I know not what others may choose but, as for me, give me liberty or give me death.
I know not what others may choose but, as for me, give me liberty or give me death.
For death is no more than a turning of us over from time to eternity.
For death is no more than a turning of us over from time to eternity.
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.
If we don't know life, how can we know death?
If we don't know life, how can we know death?
Death's pale flag advanced in his cheeks.
Death's pale flag advanced in his cheeks.
I look upon life as a gift from God. I did nothing to earn it. Now that the time is read more
I look upon life as a gift from God. I did nothing to earn it. Now that the time is coming to give it back, I have no right to complain.
