The day which we fear as our last is but the birthday of eternity. ~Seneca
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Why should we fear that which will come to all?
We cannot tell, we do not know, which is the greater blessing — life or death. We do not know whether the grave is the end of this life, or the door of another, or whether the night here is not somewhere else at dawn.
~ Robert Ingersoll, 1882
Monday, June 3, 2013
Remember me as you pass by
Remember me as you pass by, As you are now, so once was I, As I am now, so you must be, Prepare for death and follow me.
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