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Sympathy does not think. It acts. It acts to remove. The ceaseless sufferings. Of the world
Sep 18, 2025
We understand death only after it has placed its hands on someone we love.
For some moments in life there are no words.
Like a bird singing in the rain, let grateful memories survive in time of sorrow.
What we have once enjoyed we can never lose. All that we love deeply becomes a part of us.
Wherever you are you will always be in my heart.
I know for certain that we never lose the people we love, even to death. They continue to participate in every act, thought and decision we make. Their love leaves an indelible imprint in our memories. We find comfort in knowing that our lives have been enriched by having shared their love.
It is foolish and wrong to mourn the men who died. Rather we should thank God that such men lived.
What the caterpillar calls the end of the world the master calls a butterfly.
I stay a little longer, as one stays, to cover up the embers that still burn.
A human life is a story told by God.
Those we love don't go away, they sit beside us every day.
Unable are the loved to die, for love is immortality.
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.
A man is not completely born until he is dead.
Tears are God's gift to us. Our holy water. They heal us as they flow.
Oh heart, if one should say to you that the soul perishes like the body, answer that the flower withers, but the seed remains.
And with the morn those angel faces smile Which I have loved long since and lost awhile.
When you awaken in the morning's hush I am the swift uplifting rush Of quiet birds in circled flight. I am the soft stars that shine at night. Do not stand at my grave and cry; I am not there, I did not die.
It is the will of God and Nature that these mortal bodies be laid aside, when the soul is to enter into real life; 'tis rather an embrio state, a preparation for living; a man is not completely born until he be dead: Why then should we grieve that a new child is born among the immortals?
He who has gone, so we but cherish his memory, abides with us, more potent, nay, more present than the living man.
Grief knits two hearts in closer bonds than happiness ever can; and common sufferings are far stronger links than common joys.
In the night of death, hope sees a star, and listening love can hear the rustle of a wing.
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.
A well-spent day brings happy sleep.
Good-night! good-night! as we so oft have said Beneath this roof at midnight, in the days That are no more, and shall no more return. Thou hast but taken up thy lamp and gone to bed; I stay a little longer, as one stays To cover up the embers that still burn.
Do not stand at my grave and cry, I am not there; I did not die.
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.
To live in hearts we leave behind is not to die.
The bitterest tears shed over graves are for words left unsaid and deeds left undone.
Though I walk through the valley of the shadow of trauma, I will fear no concussion.
Until one has loved an animal a part of one's soul remains unawakened.
He spoke well who said that graves are the footprints of angels.
Earth has no sorrow that heaven cannot heal.
There is no death, only a change of worlds.
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.
The fear of death follows from the fear of life. A man who lives fully is prepared to die at any time.
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 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.
I like living. I have sometimes been wildly, despairingly, acutely miserable, racked with sorrow, but through it all I still know quite certainly that just to be alive is a grand thing.
We must embrace pain and burn it as fuel for our journey.
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