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The great art of life is sensation, to feel that we exist, even in pain.
The great art of life is sensation, to feel that we exist, even in pain.
When I die I want to decompose in a barrel of porter and have it served in all the pubs read more
When I die I want to decompose in a barrel of porter and have it served in all the pubs in Dublin.
Death is near and our mutual company is short.
Death is near and our mutual company is short.
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.
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.
Natural forces within us are the true healers of disease.
Natural forces within us are the true healers of disease.
Millions long for immortality who do not know what to do with themselves on a rainy Sunday afternoon.
Millions long for immortality who do not know what to do with themselves on a rainy Sunday afternoon.
The devil helps his servants for a season; but when they get into a pinch; he leaves them in the read more
The devil helps his servants for a season; but when they get into a pinch; he leaves them in the lurch.
On the plus side, death is one of the few things that can be done just as easily lying down.
On the plus side, death is one of the few things that can be done just as easily lying down.
