“And now that thou art lying, my dear old Carian guest, A handful of grey ashes, long, long ago at rest, Still are thy pleasant voices, thy nightingales awake; For Death, he taketh all away, but them he cannot take.” LongArtStillsLyingVoiceAtheismDearAwakePleasantGuestsAshesLong AgoGreyHandfulNightingalesOld Car Author:Callimachus
“I love Death because he breaks the human pattern and frees us from pleasures too prolonged as well as from the pains of this world. It is pleasant, too, to remember that Death lies in our hands; he must come if we call him. ... I think if there were no death, life would be more than flesh and blood could bear.” IfsThinkingWorldHumansWellsHandsWould BePainRememberLyingPleasureBreakBloodThis WorldBearsPatternsFleshPleasantLife DeathFlesh And BloodLove Death Author:Stevie Smith
“The pleasant converse of the fireside, the simple songs of home, the words of encouragement as I bend over my school-tasks, the kiss as I lie down to rest, the patient bearing with the freaks of my restless nature, the gentle counsels mingled with reproofs and approvals, the sympathy that meets and assuages every sorrow, and sweetens every little success--all these return to me amid the responsibilities which press upon me now, and I feel as if I had once lived in heaven, and, straying, had lost my way.” IfsWayFeelsLittlesHomeSchoolLyingSongLostHeavenSimpleResponsibilityReturnSorrowKissingTasksEncouragementPressesPatientMy WayGentlePleasantFreakApprovalRestlessConversesWords Of EncouragementReproofReturn To Me Author:J. G. Holland