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- “Analysis of death is not for the sake of becoming fearful but to appreciate this precious lifetime.” - Dalai Lama. As a Buddhist (the most senior Buddhist on earth, no less), the Dalai Lama believes in reincarnation.
- “I have now decided that my death should be very precious. I really want to use it. I’d like my death to be as interesting as my life has been, and will be.”
- “It’s part of the privilege of being human that we have our moment when we have to say goodbye.” - Patti Smith. Patti Smith said various eloquent things about death in this 2017 interview with Australian television .
- “The bitterest tears shed over graves are for words left unsaid and deeds left undone.” - Harriet Beecher Stowe. The celebrated nineteenth century American abolitionist and author Harriet Beecher Stowe is best remembered for her book Uncle Tom’s Cabin, which highlighted the plight of enslaved African Americans, and was a very influential novel of its time.
Dec 21, 2007 · He was the one with the theme of ‘keep moving forward’ and don’t dwell on the past. There was a publication at work that was celebrating the 100th year of Walt Disney and it had different quotes. One of his quotes was ‘keep moving forward’ and he thought that would be perfect.
Oct 17, 2023 · Life and death quotes can be interpreted in many different ways, depending on the reader’s perspective and personal beliefs. Whether they are religious, philosophical, motivational, or comforting, these quotes can offer insights and inspiration for living a meaningful and fulfilling life.
Mar 12, 2015 · 1. ‘It is said that your life flashes before your eyes just before you die. That is true, it’s called Life.’. – The Last Continent. 2. ‘DON’T THINK OF IT AS DYING,’ said Death. ‘JUST THINK OF...
- Margaret's Moon – Jackie Kay
- Epitaph – Merrit Malloy
- Dear Lovely Death – Langston Hughes
- A Song of Living – Amelia Burr
- Afterwards – Thomas Hardy
This uplifting eulogy, written by Kay for her mother Margaret, is brimming with beautiful Scottish scenery. Kay describes how her mother's spirit lives on in the cairns, the hills and braes of Scotland. "After she died, I swear the sky Had the most beautiful of all sunsets" Read the full poem(opens in new window)
"when you need me, / Put your arms / Around anyone" writes Malloy, asking people not to mourn for her – but instead to use that energy and love to care for those who are still alive. This poem is included in the Mishkan T'filah, a prayer book used by Reform Jewish congregations. Read the full poem(opens in new window)
In this short but sweet poem, Hughes describes death, not as an end or an experience to be feared. But instead as something "lovely", that "taketh all things under wing / Never to kill— / Only to change / Into some other thing". Read the full poem
Like the famous Edith Piaf song, 'Non, je ne regrette rien', this poem speaks of a life well lived with no space for petty regrets. The author writes movingly of having known friendship, joy, love and adversity – all the ingredients of a full life. And the poem's beating heart is contained in this wonderful, repeating refrain: "Because I have loved...
Although Britain's best known writer at the time, this poem is simply about Hardy's hopes that his country neighbours will remember him as a good countryman who appreciated the wonders of nature: "He was a man who used to notice such things". It's a beautiful poem, filled with unforgettable images of the English countryside. Read the full poem Ever...
by drawing on a comparison between death, or the ceasing to exist of a person, and the coming into existence of a person. It can be argued that, if a person's life would be worth living, then it would be good-not just impersonally, but goodfor that person -if he were to come into existence.
Oct 22, 2015 · “When you are content to be simply yourself and don’t compare or compete, everyone will respect you.” ― Lao Tzu. “Contentment is natural wealth, luxury is artificial poverty.” ― Socrates. “Man only likes to count his troubles; he doesn’t calculate his happiness.” ― Fyodor Dostoyevsky.
