He who died at Azan sends
This to comfort all this friends:
Faithful friends! It lies I read more

He who died at Azan sends
This to comfort all this friends:
Faithful friends! It lies I know
Pale and white and cold as snow;
And ye say, "Abdallah's dead!"
Weeping at the feet and head.
I can see your falling tears,
I can hear your sighs and prayers;
Yet I smile and whisper this:
I am not the thing you kiss.
Cease your tears and let it lie;
It was mine--it is not I.

Let children walk with Nature, let them see the beautiful blendings and communions of death and life, their joyous inseparable read more

Let children walk with Nature, let them see the beautiful blendings and communions of death and life, their joyous inseparable unity, as taught in woods and meadows, plains and mountains and streams of our blessed star, and they will learn that death is stingless indeed, and as beautiful as life.

One can survive everything nowadays, except death, and live down anything, except a good reputation.

One can survive everything nowadays, except death, and live down anything, except a good reputation.

Die? I should say not, dear fellow. No Barrymore would allow such a conventional thing to happen to him.

Die? I should say not, dear fellow. No Barrymore would allow such a conventional thing to happen to him.

One death is a tragedy; one million is a statistic.

One death is a tragedy; one million is a statistic.

The wise man's eyes are in his head; but the fool walketh in
darkness; and I myself perceived also read more

The wise man's eyes are in his head; but the fool walketh in
darkness; and I myself perceived also that one event happeneth to
them all.

Death--the last sleep? No, it is the final awakening.

Death--the last sleep? No, it is the final awakening.

For death is no more than a turning of us over from time to eternity.

For death is no more than a turning of us over from time to eternity.

God is becoming bitter, he envies man his mortality.

God is becoming bitter, he envies man his mortality.