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God's finger touched him, and he slept.
God's finger touched him, and he slept.
The bitterest tears shed over graves are for words left unsaid
and deeds left undone.
The bitterest tears shed over graves are for words left unsaid
and deeds left undone.
Wings of angels, tears of saints
won't bring you back to me
(about her son's suicide)
(He will come back read more
Wings of angels, tears of saints
won't bring you back to me
(about her son's suicide)
(He will come back to her.. the soul is
deathless).
It is not death, but dying, which is terrible.
It is not death, but dying, which is terrible.
Nothing ends nicely, that's why it ends.
Nothing ends nicely, that's why it ends.
Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the read more
Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
Death, the last sleep? No the final awakening.
Death, the last sleep? No the final awakening.
We may draw good out of evil; we must not do evil, that good may come.
We may draw good out of evil; we must not do evil, that good may come.
Seeing death as the end of life is like seeing the horizon as the end of the ocean.
Seeing death as the end of life is like seeing the horizon as the end of the ocean.
