In this world, man is a target of death, an easy prey to calamities, here every morsel and every draught is liable to choke one, here one never receives a favour until he loses another instead, here every additional day in one's life is a day reduced from the total span of his existence, when death is the natural outcome of life, how can we expect immortality?
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So many people tiptoe through life, so carefully, to arrive, safely, at death.
So many people tiptoe through life, so carefully, to arrive, safely, at death.
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.
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.
A single death is a tragedy, a million deaths is a statistic.
A single death is a tragedy, a million deaths is a statistic.
Death is the only inescapable, unavoidable, sure thing. We are sentenced to die the day we're born.
Death is the only inescapable, unavoidable, sure thing. We are sentenced to die the day we're born.
Two babies were born on the same day at the same hospital. They lay there and looked at each other. read more
Two babies were born on the same day at the same hospital. They lay there and looked at each other. Their familiescame and took them away. Eighty years later, by a bizarre coincidence, they lay in the same hospital, on their deathbeds, next to each other. One of them looked at the other and said,
So. What did you think?.
Tell me not, in mournful numbers,
Life is but an empty dream!
For the soul is dead that slumbers,
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Tell me not, in mournful numbers,
Life is but an empty dream!
For the soul is dead that slumbers,
and things are not what they seem.
Life is real! Life is earnest!
And the grave is not its goal;
Dust thou art; to dust returnest,
Was not spoken of the soul.
What happens if you get scared half to death twice?.
What happens if you get scared half to death twice?.
Fear not death, for it is your destiny.
Fear not death, for it is your destiny.
