Death belongs to life as birth does. The walk is in the raising of the foot as in the laying of it down.
Death belongs to life as birth does. The walk is in the raising of the foot as in the laying of it down.
The fountain of death makes the still waters of life play.
In the dualism of death and life there is a harmony. We know that the life of a soul, which is finite in its expression and infinite in its principle, must go through the portals of death in its journey to realize the infinite. It is death which is m
Death is not extinguishing the light; it is only putting out the lamp because the dawn has come.
Life, like a child, laughs, shaking its rattle of death as it runs.
There are men whose idea of life is tactic, who long for its continuation after death only because of their wish for permanence and not perfection they love to imagine that the things to which they are accustomed will persist for ever. They complete
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