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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.
Nothing you can lose by dying is half as precious as the readiness to die, which is man's charter of read more
Nothing you can lose by dying is half as precious as the readiness to die, which is man's charter of nobility.
He was a man, take him for all in all, I shall not look upon his like again.
He was a man, take him for all in all, I shall not look upon his like again.
Lord, now lettest now thy servant depart in peace, according to thy word.
(2:29).
Lord, now lettest now thy servant depart in peace, according to thy word.
(2:29).
In our society, any man who doesn't cry at his mother's funeral is liable to be condemned to death.
In our society, any man who doesn't cry at his mother's funeral is liable to be condemned to death.
No one's death comes to pass without making some impression, and those close to the deceased inherit part of the read more
No one's death comes to pass without making some impression, and those close to the deceased inherit part of the liberated soul and become richer in their humanness.
...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.
I look at life as a gift of God. Now that he wants it back I have no right to read more
I look at life as a gift of God. Now that he wants it back I have no right to complain.
God is becoming bitter, he envies man his mortality.
God is becoming bitter, he envies man his mortality.
