death

death

Sometimes I hear the world discussed as the realm of men. This is not my experience. I have watched men fall to the ground like leaves. They were swept up as memories, and burned. History owns them. These men were petrified in both senses of the word: paralyzed and turned to stone. Their refusal to express feeling killed them. Anachronistic men. Those poor, poor boys.

Sometimes I hear the world discussed as the realm of men. This is not my experience. I have watched men fall to the ground like leaves. They were swept up as memories, and burned. History owns them. These men were petrified in both senses of the word: paralyzed and turned to stone. Their refusal to express feeling killed them. Anachronistic men. Those poor, poor boys.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

There was something about other people's grief that was so exposing, so personal, that she felt she shouldn't be looking.

There was something about other people's grief that was so exposing, so personal, that she felt she shouldn't be looking.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

If only certain things had been preventable, his life would have unfurled in front of him as intended, like a lush Oriental carpet. No surprises, no detours. Just a thick tapestry of days and nights that at the end of his time on earth, he could roll up and proudly claim as his own.

If only certain things had been preventable, his life would have unfurled in front of him as intended, like a lush Oriental carpet. No surprises, no detours. Just a thick tapestry of days and nights that at the end of his time on earth, he could roll up and proudly claim as his own.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

If you truly live, you will never truly die!

If you truly live, you will never truly die!

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

When my mother passed away several years ago—well, wait a minute. Actually, she didn’t ‘pass away.’ She died. Something about that verb, ‘to pass away’ always sounds to me as if someone just drifted through the wallpaper. No, my mother did not pass away. She definitely died.

When my mother passed away several years ago—well, wait a minute. Actually, she didn’t ‘pass away.’ She died. Something about that verb, ‘to pass away’ always sounds to me as if someone just drifted through the wallpaper. No, my mother did not pass away. She definitely died.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

If there is nothing else there is this: to be inundated, consumed.

If there is nothing else there is this: to be inundated, consumed.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

One forgets the dead quite quickly; one doesn't wonder about the dead-what is he doing now, who is he with?

One forgets the dead quite quickly; one doesn't wonder about the dead-what is he doing now, who is he with?

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Thank God,my name isn’t in the list of thosewho died or werekilled yesterday!

Thank God,my name isn’t in the list of thosewho died or werekilled yesterday!

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

A man who takes into consideration the feelings of others even when arranging the manner of his own death shows a nobility of character which compels the admiration of all classes.

A man who takes into consideration the feelings of others even when arranging the manner of his own death shows a nobility of character which compels the admiration of all classes.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

There are two kinds of people in this world, son. Those who save lives, and those who take lives.""And what of those who protect and defend? Those who save lives by taking lives?""That's like trying to stop a storm by blowing harder. Ridiculous. You can't protect by killing.

There are two kinds of people in this world, son. Those who save lives, and those who take lives.""And what of those who protect and defend? Those who save lives by taking lives?""That's like trying to stop a storm by blowing harder. Ridiculous. You can't protect by killing.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

This is where the evening splits in half, Henry, love or death. Grab an end, pull hard, and make a wish.

This is where the evening splits in half, Henry, love or death. Grab an end, pull hard, and make a wish.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

In the end, all you want is someone to long for you when it comes time to put you in the ground.

In the end, all you want is someone to long for you when it comes time to put you in the ground.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

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