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He died that day because his body had served its purpose. His soul had done what it came to do, learned what it came to learn, and then was free to leave.
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He died that day because his body had served its purpose. His soul had done what it came to do, learned what it came to learn, and then was free to leave.
The connections we make in the course of a life--maybe that's what heaven is.
The meaning of life is that it stops.
He is terribly afraid of dying because he hasn’t yet lived.
When I die, don't come, I wouldn't want a leafto turn away from the sun -- it loves it there.There's nothing so spiritual about being happybut you can't miss a day of it, because it doesn't last.
If after I die, people want to write my biography, there is nothing simpler. They only need two dates: the date of my birth and the date of my death. Between one and another, every day is mine.
Every man's life ends the same way. It is only the details of how he lived and how he died that distinguish one man from another.
My reasons to liveWere my reasons to dieBut at least they were mineNow I've freedom unboundCut the laces of life
There is love in holding and there is love in letting go.
The main facts in human life are five: birth, food, sleep, love and death.
Though lovers be lost, love shall not; And death shall have no dominion.
There are three deaths. The first is when the body ceases to function. The second is when the body is consigned to the grave. The third is that moment, sometime in the future, when your name is spoken for the last time.
I am afraid. Not of life, or death, or nothingness, but of wasting it as if I had never been.
To be heroic is to be courageous enough to die for something; to be inspirational is to be crazy enough to live a little.
That's what literature is. It's the people who went before us, tapping out messages from the past, from beyond the grave, trying to tell us about life and death! Listen to them!
You were born a child of light’s wonderful secret— you return to the beauty you have always been.
Eyes, look your last! Arms, take your last embrace! And, lips, oh you the doors of breath, seal with a righteous kiss a dateless bargain to engrossing death!
So wise so young, they say, do never live long.