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 is the last enemy: once we've got past that I think everything will be alright.

Death is the last enemy: once we've got past that I think everything will be alright.

Death is as sure for that which is born, as birth is for that which is dead. Therefore grieve not read more

Death is as sure for that which is born, as birth is for that which is dead. Therefore grieve not for what is inevitable.

I want to die peacefully in my sleep like my grandfather. Not screaming in terror like his passengers.

I want to die peacefully in my sleep like my grandfather. Not screaming in terror like his passengers.

God is becoming bitter, he envies man his mortality.

God is becoming bitter, he envies man his mortality.

...the mind is conscious, but conscious of nothing - I said to my soul, be still, and wait without hope read more

...the mind is conscious, but conscious of nothing - I said to my soul, be still, and wait without hope For hope would be hope for the wrong thing; wait without love For love would be love of the wrong thing; there is yet faith But the faith and the love and the hope are all in the waiting. Wait without thought, for you are not ready for thought: so the darkness shall be the light, and the stillness the dancing.

Until the day of his death, no man can be sure of his courage.

Until the day of his death, no man can be sure of his courage.

To fear love is to fear life, and those who fear life are already three parts dead.

To fear love is to fear life, and those who fear life are already three parts dead.

A jade curtain of
willow fronds
parts world of
green earth
from that of blue pond
A grey curtain
of read more

A jade curtain of
willow fronds
parts world of
green earth
from that of blue pond
A grey curtain
of morning mist
separates turquoise waters
from blue sky
A more slender
veil is
at the portal
hiding the paradise
of the immortal.