Death makes angels of us all and gives us wings where we had shoulders smooth as ravens claws.
There is only one thing that makes a dream impossible to achieve: the fear of failure.
If we have been pleased with life, we should not be displeased with death, since it comes from the hand of the same master.
No power is strong enough to be lasting if it labors under the weight of fear.
Death may be the greatest of all human blessings.
Death and love are the two wings that bear the good man to heaven.
It is the cause, not the death, that makes the martyr.
Death, so called, is a thing which makes men weep, And yet a third of life is pass’d in sleep.
I learned that courage was not the absence of fear, but the triumph over it. The brave man is not he who does not feel afraid, but he who conquers that fear.
Each night, when I go to sleep, I die. And the next morning, when I wake up, I am reborn.
Death may be the greatest of all human blessings.
If you don’t know how to live, why wonder about death?
2 responses to “Story Teller ~ Death”
I once read that life and death are the same thing just like light and dark I opposite extremes but the same. And the understanding of death is the beginning of living
KK strange that 😁 you get it. In one day out the next 😁 being matter in science, we are all a speck of dust. I wrote the truth of western culture. Death is the Master of living just another journey. Living in your moment is what we do. We all have options to enjoy. Don’t waste these times oh human egos. You are the soul captain of you! Sending you light and Peace. Be kind to you. You are so loved Shalom 😔