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If God hath made this world so fair,
Where sin and death abound,
How beautiful beyond compare
Will paradise be read more
If God hath made this world so fair,
Where sin and death abound,
How beautiful beyond compare
Will paradise be found!.
Sleep... Oh! how I loathe those little slices of death...
Sleep... Oh! how I loathe those little slices of death...
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.
A man who won't die for something is not fit to live.
A man who won't die for something is not fit to live.
When two people are under the influence of the most violent, most insane, most delusive, and most transient of passions, read more
When two people are under the influence of the most violent, most insane, most delusive, and most transient of passions, they are required to swear that they will remain in that excited, abnormal, and exhausting condition continuously until death do them part.
There are three kinds of death in this world. There's heart death, there's brain death, and there's being off the read more
There are three kinds of death in this world. There's heart death, there's brain death, and there's being off the network.
The worst of all diseases is a nervous ability.
The worst of all diseases is a nervous ability.
The day which we fear as our last is but the birthday of eternity.
The day which we fear as our last is but the birthday of eternity.
Death is the broom I take in my hands to sweep the world clean.
Death is the broom I take in my hands to sweep the world clean.
