Let children walk with Nature, let them see the beautiful blendings and communions of death and life, their joyous inseparable read more

Let children walk with Nature, let them see the beautiful blendings and communions of death and life, their joyous inseparable unity, as taught in woods and meadows, plains and mountains and streams of our blessed star, and they will learn that death is stingless indeed, and as beautiful as life.

Death is the ugly fact which Nature has to hide, and she hides it well.

Death is the ugly fact which Nature has to hide, and she hides it well.

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

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

Most people would rather die than think: many do.

Most people would rather die than think: many do.

A single death is a tragedy; a million deaths is a statistic.

A single death is a tragedy; a million deaths is a statistic.

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?

We say that the hour of death cannot be forecast, but when we say this we imagine that hour as read more

We say that the hour of death cannot be forecast, but when we say this we imagine that hour as placed in an obscure and distant future. It never occurs to us that it has any connection with the day already begun or that death could arrive this same afternoon, this afternoon which is so certain and which has every hour filled in advance.

While I thought that I was learning how to live, I have been learning how to die.

While I thought that I was learning how to live, I have been learning how to die.

Nothing in his life became him like the leaving it.

Nothing in his life became him like the leaving it.