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Death is patiently making my mask as I sleep. Each morning I awake to discover in the corners of my read more

Death is patiently making my mask as I sleep. Each morning I awake to discover in the corners of my eyes the small tears of his wax.

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He was a man, take him for all in all, I shall not look upon his like again.

He was a man, take him for all in all, I shall not look upon his like again.

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Do not seek death.
Death will find you.
But seek the road which
makes death a fulfillment.

Do not seek death.
Death will find you.
But seek the road which
makes death a fulfillment.

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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.

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For what is it to die, But to stand in the sun and melt into the wind?

For what is it to die, But to stand in the sun and melt into the wind?

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I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and read more

I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived.

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I am ready to meet my Maker. Whether my Maker is prepared for the great ordeal of meeting me is read more

I am ready to meet my Maker. Whether my Maker is prepared for the great ordeal of meeting me is another matter.

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There is no death! What seems so is transition; This life of mortal breath is but a suburb of the read more

There is no death! What seems so is transition; This life of mortal breath is but a suburb of the life elysian, whose portal we call Death.

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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.

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