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A person's true wealth is the good he or she does in the world.
Sep 30, 2025
Whoever brought me here will have to take me home.
They say such nice things about people at their funerals that it makes me sad that I'm going to miss mine by just a few days.
Death is the veil which those who live call life; They sleep, and it is lifted.
I can't think of a more wonderful thanksgiving for the life I've had than that everyone should be jolly at my funeral.
God's finger touched him, and he slept.
Death, a necessary end, will come when it will come
What we have once enjoyed we can never lose. All that we love deeply becomes a part of us.
It is foolish and wrong to mourn the men who died. Rather we should thank God that such men lived.
Our death is not an end if we can live on in our children and the younger generation. For they are us; our bodies are only wilted leaves on the tree of life.
Why is it that we rejoice at a birth and grieve at a funeral? It is because we are not the person involved.
A man who dares to waste one hour of time has not discovered the value of life.
The song is ended, but the melody lingers on.
Grief is the price we pay for love.
When you are sorrowful look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight.
When you are sorrowful, look again.
There is a sacredness in tears. They are not the mark of weakness, but of power. They speak more eloquently than ten thousand tongues. They are the messengers of overwhelming grief, of deep contrition, and of unspeakable love.
There is a sacredness in tears. They are not the mark of weakness, but of power.
Every man must do two things alone; he must do his own believing and his own dying.
Everything that has a beginning has an ending. Make your peace with that and all will be well.
Who knows when the end is reached? Death may be the beginning of life. How do I know that love of life is not a delusion after all? How do I know that he who dreads to die is as a child who has lost the way and cannot find his way home? How do I know that the dead repent of having previously clung to life?
A well-spent day brings happy sleep.
Cowards die many times before their deaths; The valiant never taste of death but once. Of all the wonders that I yet have heard, It seems to me most strange that men should fear; Seeing that death, a necessary end, Will come when it will come.
When he shall die, Take him and cut him out in little stars, And he will make the face of heaven so fine That all the world will be in love with night And pay no worship to the garish sun.
While I thought that I was learning how to live, I have been learning how to die.
Life is pleasant. Death is peaceful. It's the transition that's troublesome.
To live in hearts we leave behind is not to die.
People living deeply have no fear of death.
I didn't attend the funeral, but I sent a nice letter saying I approved of it.
You should always go to other people's funerals, otherwise, they won't come to yours.
Some are bound to die young. By dying young a person stays young in people's memory. If he burns brightly before he dies, his brightness shines for all time.
Death smiles at us all, all a man can do is smile back.
The idea is to die young as late as possible.
Perhaps passing through the gates of death is like passing quietly through the gate in a pasture fence. On the other side, you keep walking, without the need to look back. No shock, no drama, just the lifting of a plank or two in a simple wooden gate in a clearing. Neither pain, nor floods of light, nor great voices, but just the silent crossing of a meadow.
The grave itself is but a covered bridge, Leading from light to light, through a brief darkness!
Is death the last sleep? No, it is the last and final awakening.
A horizon is nothing save the limit of our sight.
For life and death are one, even as the river and the sea are one.
Life is eternal; and love is immortal; and death is only a horizon; and a horizon is nothing save the limit of our sight.
Death ends a life, not a relationship.
Death is not the greatest loss in life. The greatest loss is what dies inside us while we live.
For death is no more than a turning of us over from time to eternity.
We sometimes congratulate ourselves at the moment of waking from a troubled dream; it may be so the moment after death.
For in that sleep of death what dreams may come.
The day which we fear as our last is but the birthday of eternity.
People are like stained - glass windows. They sparkle and shine when the sun is out, but when the darkness sets in, their true beauty is revealed only if there is a light from within.
As a well spent day brings happy sleep, so life well used brings happy death.
Security is mostly a superstition. It does not exist in nature.
Avoiding danger is no safer in the long run than exposure.
Security is mostly a superstition. It does not exist in nature, nor do the children of men as a whole experience it. Avoiding danger is no safer in the long run than outright exposure. Life is either a daring adventure, or nothing.