|In the midst of life we are in death, ~ The Book of common Prayer|
Into my heart's night
Along a narrow way
I groped; and lo! the light.
An infinite land of day. ~ Rumi
|They [the dead] know no seasons but the end of time. ~ Archibald Lampman|
|Every moment of life is a step towards death. ~ Corneille|
There is no such thing as death! What seems so is transition;
This life of mortal breath
Is but a suburb of the life elysian,
Whose portal we call Death. ~ Longfellow, from Resignation
|There is no cure for death, save to enjoy the interval. ~ George Santayana|
Journeying over many seas and through many countries
I came dear brother to this pitiful leave-taking
the last gestures by your graveside
the futility of words over your quiet ashes.
Life cleft us from each other
pointlessly depriving brother of brother.
Accept then, in our parents' custom
these offerings, this leave-taking
echoing for everm through a brother's tears -- "Hail and Farewll"
~ Gaius Valerius Catullus.
(Catullus (ca. 84 BC – ca. 54 BC) was a Roman poet of the 1st century BC. This quote about the death of a brother is is just as heart felt and meaningful as it was when it was first written over two thousand years ago.)