A well-spent day brings happy sleep.
To weep is to make less the depth of grief.
As a well spent day brings happy sleep, so life well used brings happy death.
A horizon is nothing save the limit of our sight.
To live in hearts we leave behind is not to die.
The bitterest tears shed over graves are for words left unsaid and deeds left undone.
He who has gone, so we but cherish his memory, abides with us, more potent, nay, more present than the living man.
Don't grieve. Anything you lose comes round in another form.
For death is no more than a turning of us over from time to eternity.
It is foolish and wrong to mourn the men who died. Rather we should thank God that such men lived.
If we have been pleased with life, we should not be displeased with death, since it comes from the hand of the same master.
He spoke well who said that graves are the footprints of angels.
Oh heart, if one should say to you that the soul perishes like the body, answer that the flower withers, but the seed remains.
Life is eternal; and love is immortal; and death is only a horizon; and a horizon is nothing save the limit of our sight.
When you are sorrowful, look again.
There is a sacredness in tears. They are not the mark of weakness, but of power.
Life can only be understood backwards.
We must embrace pain and burn it as fuel for our journey.
Only people who are capable of loving strongly can also suffer great sorrow, but this same necessity of loving serves to counteract their grief and heals them.
Earth has no sorrow that heaven cannot heal.
Unable are the loved to die, for love is immortality.
Let no one weep for me, or celebrate my funeral with mourning; for I still live, as I pass to and fro through the mouths of men.
When you are sorrowful look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight.
Don't be dismayed by good-byes. A farewell is necessary before you can meet again. And meeting again, after moments or lifetimes, is certain for those who are friends.
In the night of death, hope sees a star, and listening love can hear the rustle of a wing.
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