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.
Unable are the loved to die, for love is immortality.
To live in hearts we leave behind is not to die.
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.
He spoke well who said that graves are the footprints of angels.
Life is eternal; and love is immortal; and death is only a horizon; and a horizon is nothing save the limit of our sight.
A horizon is nothing save the limit of our sight.
A human life is a story told by God.
In the night of death, hope sees a star, and listening love can hear the rustle of a wing.
A man is not completely born until he is dead.
Oh heart, if one should say to you that the soul perishes like the body, answer that the flower withers, but the seed remains.
And with the morn those angel faces smile Which I have loved long since and lost awhile.
There is a sacredness in tears. They are not the mark of weakness, but of power. They speak more eloquently than ten thousand tongues. They are the messengers of overwhelming grief, of deep contrition, and of unspeakable love.
Tears are God's gift to us. Our holy water. They heal us as they flow.
It is the will of God and Nature that these mortal bodies be laid aside, when the soul is to enter into real life; 'tis rather an embrio state, a preparation for living; a man is not completely born until he be dead: Why then should we grieve that a new child is born among the immortals?
There is a sacredness in tears. They are not the mark of weakness, but of power.
I stay a little longer, as one stays, to cover up the embers that still burn.
We must embrace pain and burn it as fuel for our journey.
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