death

death

Heavy misfortunes have befallen us, but let us only cling closer to what remains, and transfer our love for those whom we have lost to those who yet live. Our circle will be small, but bound close by the ties of affection and mutual misfortune. And when time shall have softened your despair, new and dear objects of care will be born to replace those of whom we have been so cruelly deprived.

Heavy misfortunes have befallen us, but let us only cling closer to what remains, and transfer our love for those whom we have lost to those who yet live. Our circle will be small, but bound close by the ties of affection and mutual misfortune. And when time shall have softened your despair, new and dear objects of care will be born to replace those of whom we have been so cruelly deprived.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Only in death will we have our own names since only in death are we no longer part of the effort. In death we become heroes.

Only in death will we have our own names since only in death are we no longer part of the effort. In death we become heroes.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

From a purely physical standpoint she didn't have a chance, but her attitude was that death was better than capitulation.

From a purely physical standpoint she didn't have a chance, but her attitude was that death was better than capitulation.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Depend upon it, sir, when a man knows he is to be hanged in a fortnight, it concentrates his mind wonderfully.

Depend upon it, sir, when a man knows he is to be hanged in a fortnight, it concentrates his mind wonderfully.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

No amount of wishing will bring back the dead.

No amount of wishing will bring back the dead.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

It was like a dream you might have after death in which lost people came back to life, your friends loved you again no matter what you had done, and your failures were unaccountably forgiven.

It was like a dream you might have after death in which lost people came back to life, your friends loved you again no matter what you had done, and your failures were unaccountably forgiven.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

I was raised thinking that moral and ethical standards are universals that apply equally to everyone. And these values aren't easily compatible with the kind of religion that posits a Creator. To my way of thinking, an omnipotent being who sets up a universe in which thinking beings proliferate, grow old, and die (usually in agony, alone, and in fear) is a cosmic sadist.

I was raised thinking that moral and ethical standards are universals that apply equally to everyone. And these values aren't easily compatible with the kind of religion that posits a Creator. To my way of thinking, an omnipotent being who sets up a universe in which thinking beings proliferate, grow old, and die (usually in agony, alone, and in fear) is a cosmic sadist.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

It's not what I'd want for at my funeral. When I die, I just want them to plant me somewhere warm. And then when the pretty women walk over my grave I would grab their ankles, like in that movie.

It's not what I'd want for at my funeral. When I die, I just want them to plant me somewhere warm. And then when the pretty women walk over my grave I would grab their ankles, like in that movie.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

The country people, indeed, did not always clearly distinguish between the Fairies and the dead. They called them both the 'Silent People'; and the Milky Way they thought was the path along which the dead were carried to Fairyland.

The country people, indeed, did not always clearly distinguish between the Fairies and the dead. They called them both the 'Silent People'; and the Milky Way they thought was the path along which the dead were carried to Fairyland.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Not success. Not growth. Not happiness. The cradle of your love of life … is death.

Not success. Not growth. Not happiness. The cradle of your love of life … is death.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Death stalked toward us on padded feet. And it was not alone.

Death stalked toward us on padded feet. And it was not alone.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Oh dire, dreadful death, you drag your heels.Why dawdle and draw back? You drown my heart.

Oh dire, dreadful death, you drag your heels.Why dawdle and draw back? You drown my heart.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

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