For death is no more than a turning of us over from time to eternity.
He who has gone, so we but cherish his memory, abides with us, more potent, nay, more present than the living man.
If the people we love are stolen from us, the way to have them live on is to never stop loving them.
If the people we love are stolen from us, the way to have them live on is to never stop loving them. Buildings burn, people die, but real love is forever.
Grief is not a disorder, a disease or sign of weakness. It is an emotional, physical and spiritual necessity, the price you pay for love. The only cure for grief is to grieve.
Wherever you are you will always be in my heart.
The Papacy is not other than the Ghost of the deceased Roman Empire, sitting crowned upon the grave thereof.
Sorrow makes us all children again - destroys all differences of intellect. The wisest know nothing.
I was never given a trial. I never went before any magistrate, nor did my parents. To this day, I do not know what the charges that were lodged against me or my deceased parents at this time.
We do not remember days, we remember moments.
Sorrow makes us all children again.
Archaeologists are underpaid publicity agents for deceased royalty.
That all who have ever been born men from the beginning of creation, and are deceased, are either in heaven or in hell, follows from those things which have been said and shown in the preceding article, namely, that Heaven and Hell are from the human race.
The first reading of a Will, where a person dies worth anything considerable, generally affords a true test of the relations' love to the deceased.
We all wore a 21 patch that one season as a silent tribute to our deceased teammate Roberto.
No one's death comes to pass without making some impression, and those close to the deceased inherit part of the liberated soul and become richer in their humanness.
And the end of the fight is tombstone white with the name of the late deceased, and the epitaph drear, "A Fool lies here who tried to hustle the East."
If y'all fresh to death, then I'm deceased.
When I read obituaries I always note the age of the deceased. Automatically I relate this figure to my own age. Four years to go, I think. Nine more years. Two years and I'm dead. The power of numbers is never more evident than when we use them to speculate on the time of our dying.
My grandmother always used to wear this English perfume called Tuberose and then she died and then I dated this girl who wore the same thing. Every time I hung out with her, I could only think of my recently deceased grandmother. So sometimes a signature scent can be good and sometimes it can be bad.
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