“My God Made Me With A Rod Of Iron, Therefore, I Am Not Afraid Of The Ten Thousands Of Men Whose Throats… — Elijah Onyenmeriogu Copy Share Image
“Jerusalem! My Love,My Town I wept until my tears were dry I prayed until the candles flickered I knelt until the floor… — Nizar Qabbani Copy Share Image
No-thing less splendid than a golden sepulchre would have suited so noble a heart. — Giovanni Boccaccio Copy Share Image
All natural happiness thus seems infected with a contradiction. The breath of the sepulchre surrounds it. — William James Copy Share Image
