Perrin, my father says a general can take care of the living or weep for the dead, but he cannot do both. — Robert Jordan Copy Share Image
What is a street? It is where the living weep, where the dead go off in silence to their peace. — William Saroyan Copy Share Image
We bury love; Forgetfulness grows over it like grass: That is a thing to weep for, not the dead. — Alexander Smith Copy Share Image
