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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Death will be a great relief. No more interviews.
Death will be a great relief. No more interviews.
Death is more universal than life; everyone dies but not everyone lives.
Death is more universal than life; everyone dies but not everyone lives.
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.
What the caterpillar calls the end of the world, the master calls
a butterfly.
What the caterpillar calls the end of the world, the master calls
a butterfly.
Men fear Death, as children fear to go in the dark; and as that
natural fear in children is read more
Men fear Death, as children fear to go in the dark; and as that
natural fear in children is increased with tales, so is the
other.
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.
My situation is a solemn one. Life is offered to me on condition of eating beefsteaks. But death is better read more
My situation is a solemn one. Life is offered to me on condition of eating beefsteaks. But death is better than cannibalism. My will contains directions for my funeral, which will be followed not by mourning coaches, but by oxen, sheep, flocks of poultry, and a small traveling aquarium of live fish, all wearing white scarf's in honor of the man who perished rather than eat his fellow creatures.
Life is better than death, I believe, if only because it is less boring, and because it has fresh peaches read more
Life is better than death, I believe, if only because it is less boring, and because it has fresh peaches in it.
Die? I should say not, dear fellow. No Barrymore would allow such a conventional thing to happen to him.
Die? I should say not, dear fellow. No Barrymore would allow such a conventional thing to happen to him.
