I sadly smiling remember that the flower fades to make fruit, the fruit rots to make earth.

Dear God, who are the whole splendor of things and the sacred stars, but also the cruelty and greed, the treacheries And vileness, insanities and filth and ang…

Meteors are not needed less than mountains: shine, perishing republic.

Reason will not decide at last; the sword will decide. The sword: an obsolete instrument of bronze or steel, formerly used to kill men, but here In the sense o…

Death belongs to life as birth does. The walk is in the raising of the foot as in the laying of it down.

Death is not extinguishing the light; it is only putting out the lamp because the dawn has come.

Death: 'Death is the great hope of all life; the desire to expend itself; to be used and consumed by its own longing for itself.'