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.
When you are sorrowful, look again.
He who has gone, so we but cherish his memory, abides with us, more potent, nay, more present than the living man.
Life is eternal; and love is immortal; and death is only a horizon; and a horizon is nothing save the limit of our sight.
To live in hearts we leave behind is not to die.
A horizon is nothing save the limit of our sight.
What we have once enjoyed we can never lose. All that we love deeply becomes a part of us.
Unable are the loved to die, for love is immortality.
We will grieve not, rather find strength in what remains behind.
In the night of death, hope sees a star, and listening love can hear the rustle of a wing.
For death is no more than a turning of us over from time to eternity.
Oh heart, if one should say to you that the soul perishes like the body, answer that the flower withers, but the seed remains.
I know for certain that we never lose the people we love, even to death. They continue to participate in every act, thought and decision we make. Their love leaves an indelible imprint in our memories. We find comfort in knowing that our lives have been enriched by having shared their love.
He spoke well who said that graves are the footprints of angels.
Wherever you are you will always be in my heart.
Grief knits two hearts in closer bonds than happiness ever can; and common sufferings are far stronger links than common joys.
There is no death, only a change of worlds.
Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower.
Those we love don't go away, they sit beside us every day.
A man is not completely born until he is dead.
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