To mourn deeply for the death of another loosens from myself the petty desire for, and the animal adherence to life. We… — Edward Bulwer-Lytton, 1st Baron Lytton Copy Share Image
Every cradle asks us, Whence? and every coffin, Whither? The poor barbarian, weeping above his dead, can answer these questions as intelligently… — Robert Green Ingersoll Copy Share Image
She cried for herself, she cried because she was afraid that she herself might die in the night, because she was alone… — John Cheever Copy Share Image
I had dropped one form and not taken on the other, and was become like Mohammed's coffin in our legend, with a… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“A premature death does not only rob one of the countless instances where one would have experienced pleasure, it also saves one… — Mokokoma Mokhonoana Copy Share Image
The boy was lying, fast asleep, on a rude bed upon the floor; so pale with anxiety, and sadness, and the closeness… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
“Those who have died live in coffins while those who live die in waiting for death. Some people wait patiently for death… — Jules Haigler Copy Share Image
Those forms we fancy shadows, those strange lights That flash on dank morasses, the quick wind That smites us by the roadside—are… — Thomas Bailey Aldrich Copy Share Image
Old Marley was as dead as a doornail. Mind! I don't mean to say that, of my own knowledge, what there is… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
Jesus didn’t die to keep us safe. He died to make us dangerous. Faithfulness is not holding the fort. It’s storming the… — Mark Batterson Copy Share Image
