Thou wast not born for death, immortal bird! No hungry generations tread thee down; The voice I hear this passing night was… — John Keats Copy Share Image
You who were directionless, and thought it would solve everything if you found one, What do you make of this? Just because… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“They had no fear of death, and whoever has no fear of death—the centurion had often meditated on this here in the… — Nikos Kazantzakis Copy Share Image
“The only way to speak of death is flippantly. Death is what makes life ironical – it eludes you when you want… — Krishna Udayasankar Copy Share Image
The Impartial Friend: Death, the only immortal who treats us all alike, whose pity and whose peace and whose refuge are for… — Mark Twain Copy Share Image
