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.
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If man were immortal he could be perfectly sure of seeing the day when everything in which he had trusted read more
If man were immortal he could be perfectly sure of seeing the day when everything in which he had trusted should betray his trust, and, in short, of coming eventually to hopeless misery. He would break down, at last, as every good fortune, as every dynasty, as every civilization does. In place of this we have death.
I never think he is quite ready for another world who is altogether weary of this.
I never think he is quite ready for another world who is altogether weary of this.
It is as natural to die as to be born; and to a little infant,
perhaps, the one is read more
It is as natural to die as to be born; and to a little infant,
perhaps, the one is as painful as the other.
But when the sun in all his state,
Illumed the eastern skies,
She passed through glory's morning read more
But when the sun in all his state,
Illumed the eastern skies,
She passed through glory's morning gate,
And walked in Paradise.
In the democracy of the dead all men at last are equal. There is neither rank nor station nor prerogative read more
In the democracy of the dead all men at last are equal. There is neither rank nor station nor prerogative in the republic of the grave.
Death and life have their determined appointments; riches and honors depend upon heaven.
Death and life have their determined appointments; riches and honors depend upon heaven.
One day your life will flash before your eyes. Make sure its worth watching.
One day your life will flash before your eyes. Make sure its worth watching.
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.
Death is not the greatest loss in life. The greatest loss is what dies inside us while we live.
Death is not the greatest loss in life. The greatest loss is what dies inside us while we live.
