Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower. — William Wordsworth Copy Share Image
With what a deep devotedness of woe I wept thy absence - o'er and o'er again Thinking of thee, still thee, till… — Thomas Moore Copy Share Image
I know for certain that we never lose the people we love, even to death. They continue to participate in every act,… — Leo Buscaglia Copy Share Image
He spoke well who said that graves are the footprints of angels. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
Let children walk with Nature, let them see the beautiful blendings and communions of death and life, their joyous inseparable unity... — John Muir Copy Share Image
He kept at true good humor's mark The social flow of pleasure's tide: He never made a brow look dark, Nor caused… — Thomas Love Peacock Copy Share Image
We will grieve not, rather find strength in what remains behind. — William Wordsworth Copy Share Image
A great soul serves everyone all the time. A great soul never dies. It brings us together again and again. — Maya Angelou Copy Share Image
Like a bird singing in the rain, let grateful memories survive in time of sorrow. — Robert Louis Stevenson Copy Share Image
Let children walk with Nature, let them see the beautiful blendings and communions of death and life, their joyous inseparable unity, as… — John Muir Copy Share Image
