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.

I don't have no fear of death. My only fear is coming back reincarnated.

I don't have no fear of death. My only fear is coming back reincarnated.

Somewhere, in desolate, wind-swept space,
In twilight land, in no man's land,
Two hurrying shapes met face read more

Somewhere, in desolate, wind-swept space,
In twilight land, in no man's land,
Two hurrying shapes met face to face
And bade each other stand.
"And who are you?" cried one, a-gape,
Shuddering in the glimmering light.
"I know not," said the second shape,
"I only died last night."

If we don't know life, how can we know death?

If we don't know life, how can we know death?

While we are mourning the loss of our friend, others are rejoicing to meet him behind the veil.

While we are mourning the loss of our friend, others are rejoicing to meet him behind the veil.

Proclaim human equality as loudly as you like, Witless will serve his brother.

Proclaim human equality as loudly as you like, Witless will serve his brother.

In America everybody is of the opinion that he has no social superiors, since all men are equal, but he read more

In America everybody is of the opinion that he has no social superiors, since all men are equal, but he does not admit that he has no social inferiors, for, from the time of Jefferson onward, the doctrine that all men are equal applies only upwards, not downwards.

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.

Death is a very dull, dreary affair, and my advice to you is to have nothing whatever to do with read more

Death is a very dull, dreary affair, and my advice to you is to have nothing whatever to do with it.