Life

Life

He gave her a bright fake smile; so much of life was a putting off of unhappiness for another time. Nothing was ever lost by delay. He had a dim idea that perhaps if one delayed long enough, things were taken out of one's hands altogether by death.

He gave her a bright fake smile; so much of life was a putting off of unhappiness for another time. Nothing was ever lost by delay. He had a dim idea that perhaps if one delayed long enough, things were taken out of one's hands altogether by death.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

I was with a friend of mine recently who was dying and while he was lying there with his family around his bed, I just knew that was it, that was the best you can hope for in life - to have your family and the people who love you around you at the end.

I was with a friend of mine recently who was dying and while he was lying there with his family around his bed, I just knew that was it, that was the best you can hope for in life - to have your family and the people who love you around you at the end.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

I love you Anna Covey,' he said, his voice barely audible. And slowly, clumsily, he leant forward, and his lips found hers, and Anna felt him kiss her awkwardly, she knew that she wasn't a Surplus any more. And nor was Peter.

I love you Anna Covey,' he said, his voice barely audible. And slowly, clumsily, he leant forward, and his lips found hers, and Anna felt him kiss her awkwardly, she knew that she wasn't a Surplus any more. And nor was Peter.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

That we must all die, we always knew; I wish I had remembered it sooner.

That we must all die, we always knew; I wish I had remembered it sooner.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

There is a certain seductiveness about dead things. You can ill treat, alter and recolour what's dead. It won’t complain.

There is a certain seductiveness about dead things. You can ill treat, alter and recolour what's dead. It won’t complain.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

The dead know only one thing, it is better to be alive

The dead know only one thing, it is better to be alive

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

He was becoming unstuck, he was sure of that - his bones were no longer wrapped in flesh but in clouds of dust, in hummingbirds, dragonflies, and luminous moths - but so perfect was his equilibrium that he felt no fear. He was vast, he was many, he was dynamic, he was eternal.

He was becoming unstuck, he was sure of that - his bones were no longer wrapped in flesh but in clouds of dust, in hummingbirds, dragonflies, and luminous moths - but so perfect was his equilibrium that he felt no fear. He was vast, he was many, he was dynamic, he was eternal.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Take what comes and live life without complaint. What will be, will be. Life is a woman's gift; death is God's.

Take what comes and live life without complaint. What will be, will be. Life is a woman's gift; death is God's.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

The truth is that I feel totally helpless, or totally inconsolable, to be more honest. I’m not trying to hide it, but it’s something you’re not to worry about.

The truth is that I feel totally helpless, or totally inconsolable, to be more honest. I’m not trying to hide it, but it’s something you’re not to worry about.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

I'm not ashamed of heroic ambitions. If man and woman can only dance upon this earth for a few countable turns of the sun... let each of us be an Artemis, Odysseus, or Zeus... Aphrodite to the extent of the will of each one.

I'm not ashamed of heroic ambitions. If man and woman can only dance upon this earth for a few countable turns of the sun... let each of us be an Artemis, Odysseus, or Zeus... Aphrodite to the extent of the will of each one.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

I wonder if it hurts to live,And if they have to try,And whether, could they choose between,They would not rather die.

I wonder if it hurts to live,And if they have to try,And whether, could they choose between,They would not rather die.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Our knowledge of life is limited to death

Our knowledge of life is limited to death

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

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