The belief in death leads meditating about life; meanwhile, the belief in life leads you thinking about death. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
All things that we ordained festival,Turn from their office to black funeral;Our instruments to melancholy bells,Our wedding cheer to a sad burial feast,Our solemn hymns to sullen dirges change,Our bridal flowers serve for a buried corse,And all things change them to the contrary. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
Samo mislim da su sprovodi vrlo slični smrti. Možeš imati želje i planove, ali na kraju ipak nemaš kontrolu ni nad čim. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
Dying's a fearful popular activity these days so we often double 'em up. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
I believe that there is something connecting us ... Something that was here before we got here and will still be here after we're gone. I've begun to believe that all of our consciousnesses are bound up in that greater consciousness. ...An animating presence .... [pp. 205-206] Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
I'd suffered many losses in recent years after my father mother uncle aunt and cousin had all passed away. In her final years my mother often lamented that there was no one alive who had known her as a girl and I was starting to understand how spooked she'd felt. I wasn't sure I could take any more abandonments. One succumbs so easily to mind spasms, worry spasms. [p. 95] Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
If you are distant and misanthropic, selfish or cruel, you will find yourself alone in life and death. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
It was a year ago today your daughter went missing.’ Bagg had closed his eyes, feeling the death going on inside. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
And as we watched, the Tsar of Death lifted up his eyelids like skirts and began to dance in the streets of Leningrad. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
You that in far-off countries of the sky can dwell secure, look back upon me here; for I am weary of this frail world's decay. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
La verdad, es que en el fondo soy un fatalista. Si a uno le llega la hora, da lo mismo un Boeing que la puntual maceta que se derrumba sobre uno desde un séptimo piso Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>