An Irish Airman foresees his Death I Know that I shall meet my fate Somewhere among the clouds above; Those that I fight I do not hate Those that I guard I do not love, My country is Kiltartan Cross, My countrymen Kiltartan’s poor, No likely end co...
Before we were born we had no feeling; we were one with the universe. This is called "mind-only," or "essence of mind," or "big mind," After we are separated by birth from this oneness, as the water falling from the waterfall is separated by the wind...
Discipline I am old and I have had more than my share of good and bad. I've had love and sorrow, seen sudden death and been left alone and of love bereft. I thought I would never love again and I thought my life was grief and pain. The edge between l...
A man's death makes everything certain about him. Of course, secrets may die with him. And of course, a hundred years later somebody looking through some papers may discover a fact which throws a totally different light on his life and of which all t...
At Night on the High Seas At night, when the sea cradles me And the pale star gleam Lies down on its broad waves, Then I free myself wholly From all activity and all the love And stand silent and breathe purely, Alone, alone cradled by the sea That l...
At the round earth's imagined corners blow Your trumpets, angels, and arise, arise From death, you numberless infinities Of souls, and to your scattered bodies go ; All whom the flood did, and fire shall o'erthrow, All whom war, dea[r]th, age, agues,...
Moses: You know it is death to strike an Egyptian? Joshua: I know it. Moses: Yet you struck him. Why? Joshua: To save the old woman. Moses: What is she to you? Joshua: An old woman. [Joshua was defending his Hebrew race] Egyptian guard: Lord Prince, ...
Let us remember: when we talk of the rending of the veil we are speaking in a figure, and the thought of it is poetical, almost pleasant; but in actuality there is nothing pleasant about it. In human experience that veil is made of living spiritual t...
Within the infant rind of this small flower Poison hath residence and medicine power. For this, being smelt, with that part cheers each part; Being tasted, stays all senses with the heart. Two such opposèd kings encamp them still, In man as well as ...
I'm fine with death. I've dealt out more than my share. It's the act of dyin' that bothers me.
I could see her will leaving and death seeping through her skin to skewer her soul.
Where death follows, there’s life. When darkness surrounds you in a world of chaos, search and you’ll eventually find the light.
Being alone can be good. It's easy to find peace alone. But sometimes, being alone is a king of death.
She that in life and love refuses me, In death and shame my partner she shall be.
Fear was the worst evil ever to plague a man, for with it came hesitation and with that, inaction, failure, death.
Everybody know death is inevitably coming, but it never fails to catch everybody by surprise everytime one is going
I say, doctors are the profiteers of death and unclaimed cadavers that were once inhabited by homeless and wondering poets!
This is where the evening splits in half, Henry, love or death. Grab an end, pull hard, and make a wish.
Death leaves a heartache no one can heal, love leaves a memory no one can steal. From an Irish headstone
That would be the death of anyone - to recognize false hopes with a certainty. One mustn't know that. If it is offered, refuse!
He did not like illness, he distrusted it, as he distrusted the road without signposts. ("Death Of A Traveling Salesman")
