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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 does not concern us, because as long as we exist, death is not here. And when it does come, read more
Death does not concern us, because as long as we exist, death is not here. And when it does come, we no longer exist.
Life is pleasant. Death is peaceful. It's the transition that's troublesome.
Life is pleasant. Death is peaceful. It's the transition that's troublesome.
For them that think death's honesty won't fall upon them naturally life sometimes must get lonely.
For them that think death's honesty won't fall upon them naturally life sometimes must get lonely.
...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.
Let us endeavor to live that when we come to die even the undertaker will be sorry.
Let us endeavor to live that when we come to die even the undertaker will be sorry.
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.
I do not know beneath what sky nor on what seas shall be thy fate; I only know it shall read more
I do not know beneath what sky nor on what seas shall be thy fate; I only know it shall be high, I only know it shall be great.
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.
