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.
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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.
To fear love is to fear life, and those who fear life are already three parts dead.
To fear love is to fear life, and those who fear life are already three parts dead.
Death hath so many doors to let out life.
Death hath so many doors to let out life.
One death is a tragedy; one million is a statistic.
One death is a tragedy; one million is a statistic.
Death would not be called bad, O people, if one knew how to truly die.
Death would not be called bad, O people, if one knew how to truly die.
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.
Go thou, deceased, to this earth which is a mother, and spacious
and kind. May her touch be soft read more
Go thou, deceased, to this earth which is a mother, and spacious
and kind. May her touch be soft like that of wool, or a young
woman, and may she protect thee from the depths of destruction.
Rise above him, O Earth, do not press painfully on him, give him
good things, give him consolation, as a mother covers her child
with her cloth, cover thou him.
There are so many little dyings that it doesn't matter which of them is death.
There are so many little dyings that it doesn't matter which of them is death.
