Quote #12

Death is the ugly fact which Nature has to hide, and she hides it well.

More from Alexander Smith

  1. Each time we love, We turn a nearer and a broader mark To that keen archer, Sorrow, and he strikes.
  2. Everything is sweetened by risk.
  3. We twain have met like the ships upon the sea, Who hold an hour's converse, so short, so sweet; One little hour! And then, away they speed …
  4. In life there is nothing more unexpected and surprising than the arrivals and departures of pleasure. If we find it in one place to-day, it…
  5. The saddest thing that befalls a soul Is when it loses faith in God and woman.
  6. Some books are drenched sands On which a great soul's wealth lies all in heaps, Like a wrecked argosy.
  7. A poem round and perfect as a star.
  8. In winter, when the dismal rain Comes down in slanting lines, And Wind, that grand old harper, smote His thunder-harp of pines.

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