If I'm going to Hell, I'm going there playing the piano.

If I'm going to Hell, I'm going there playing the piano.

One might say, for example, that a patient has a kind of St Vitus's dance; a kind of dropsy; a read more

One might say, for example, that a patient has a kind of St Vitus's dance; a kind of dropsy; a kind of nerve fever; a kind of ague. One would never say, however (to end once and for all the confusion of these names) "He has St. Vitus's dance," "He has nerve fever," "He has dropsy," "He has ague," since there simply are not any fixed, unchanging diseases to be known by such names.

The Fear of Death often proves Mortal, and sets People on Methods to save their Lives, which infallibly destroy them.

The Fear of Death often proves Mortal, and sets People on Methods to save their Lives, which infallibly destroy them.

I am going to seek the great Perhaps.

I am going to seek the great Perhaps.

There is a dignity in dying that doctors should not dare to deny.

There is a dignity in dying that doctors should not dare to deny.

It is extraordinary how the house and the simplest possessions of someone who has been left become so quickly sordid. read more

It is extraordinary how the house and the simplest possessions of someone who has been left become so quickly sordid. Even the stain on the coffee cup seems not coffee but the physical manifestation of one's inner stain, the fatal blot that from the beginning had marked one for ultimate aloneness.

Death does not concern us, because as long as we exist, death is not here. And when it does come, read more

Death does not concern us, because as long as we exist, death is not here. And when it does come, we no longer exist.

MUFFLED CADENCE
The sound of shot.
The roar of gun.
Thy will be done
blares the drum.
The sudden shock.
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MUFFLED CADENCE
The sound of shot.
The roar of gun.
Thy will be done
blares the drum.
The sudden shock.
The news farflung.
Thy will be done
beats the drum.
The hour of grief.
The darkened sun.
Thy will be done
rolls the drum.
The sound of shot.
The grave begun.
Thy will be done
mourns the drum.
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by N Marshall Bertsch
(N Marshall Bertsch is a Republican who was profoundly
griefstricken by the assassination of John F Kennedy).

In death a hero, as in life a friend!.

In death a hero, as in life a friend!.