“t’s all going … Darkness is gathering me into its arms. Farewell wife, children, family, the things of my heart … Farewell me, cherished me, now so hazy, so indistinct...” DeathDarknessDeath And DyingMeditations Book:In the Land of Pain Source: In the Land of Pain
“The clever way death cuts us down, but makes it look like just a thinning-out. Generations never fall with one blow - that would be too sad and too obvious. Death prefers to do it piecemeal. The meadow is attacked from several sides at the same time. One of us goes one day; another some time afterwards; you have to stand back and look around you to take in what's missing, to grasp the vast slaughter of your generation.” WayLooksWould BeDeathFallSidesCuttingGenerationsMissingOne DayBlowObviousCleverSlaughterMeadows Author:Alphonse Daudet
