He that lives to forever, never fears dying.

He that lives to forever, never fears dying.

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.

We all die. The goal isn't to live forever, the goal is to create something that will.

We all die. The goal isn't to live forever, the goal is to create something that will.

We are not the worst moments of our lives.
Sister Helen Prejean, author of Dead Man Walking.

We are not the worst moments of our lives.
Sister Helen Prejean, author of Dead Man Walking.

So fades a summer cloud away;
So sinks the gale when storms are o'er;
So gently shuts read more

So fades a summer cloud away;
So sinks the gale when storms are o'er;
So gently shuts the eye of day;
So dies a wave along the shore.

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.

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.

He was a great patriot, a humanitarian, a loyal friend - provided, of course, that he really is dead.

He was a great patriot, a humanitarian, a loyal friend - provided, of course, that he really is dead.

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.