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death sovereign warp
Death is the only sovereign whom no partiality can warp, and no price corrupt. Charles Caleb Colton
death medicine literature
Death is the liberator of him whom freedom cannot release, the physician of him whom medicine cannot cure, and the comforter of him whom time cannot console. Charles Caleb Colton
death hands body
The hand that unnerved Belshazzar derived its most horrifying influence from the want of a body, and death itself is not formidable in what we do know of it, but in what we do not. Charles Caleb Colton
death two sound
Death is like thunder in two particulars; we are alarmed, at the sound of it; and it is formidable only from that which preceded it. Charles Caleb Colton
death tears world
When death strikes down the innocent and young, for every fragile form from which he lets the panting spirit free, a hundred virtues rise, in shapes of mercy, charity, and love, to walk the world and bless it. Of every tear that sorrowing mortals shed on such green graves, some good is born, some gentler nature comes. Charles Dickens
death eye giving
To close the eyes, and give a seemly comfort to the apparel of the dead, is poverty's holiest touch of nature. Charles Dickens
death universal-truth universal
Death is a mighty, universal truth. Charles Dickens
death fire mad
Keep out of Chancery. It's being ground to bits in a slow mill; it's being roasted at a slow fire; it's being stung to death by single bees; it's being drowned by drops; it's going mad by grains. Charles Dickens
death waiting-rooms immortality
Death is the waiting-room where we robe ourselves for immortality. Charles Spurgeon
dying easier crosses
Nothing's easier to talk about than surrendering ourselves and dying on the Cross. Nothing's harder than actually doing it. Aiden Wilson Tozer
dying eternity minutes
Even a minute of dying is better than an eternity of nothingness. Darren Shan
dying burning awful
No, thats not how it happened... Mr crepsley dropped. He was impaled on the stakes. He died. And it was awful... His cries as he writhed there, bleeding and dying, burning and screaming, will stay with me till I die. Maybe I'll even carry them with me after I go. Darren Shan
dying earth today
If all humans disappeared today ,the earth would start improving tomorrow.If all the ants disappeared today ,the earth would start dying tomorrow. David Suzuki
dying disease chance
There is a chance that we could have at least as many dying from communicable diseases as we had dying from the tsunami. David Nabarro
dying tough comedy
Dying's tough - but not as tough as comedy. Cary Grant
dying good-health very-good
I'm dying, but otherwise I'm in very good health. Edith Sitwell
dying desire world
All my desire was the conversion of the heathen... I declare, now I am dying, I would not have spent my life otherwise for the whole world. David Brainerd
dying faces accepting
What is there possibly left for us to be afraid of, after we have dealt face to face with death and not embraced it? Once I accept the existence of dying as a life process, who can ever have power over me again? Audre Lorde
leaves-of-grass persons
Are you the new person drawn toward me? Walt Whitman
leaves-of-grass democratic nations
Here is not merely a nation but a teeming nation of nations. Walt Whitman
leaves-of-grass shows smallest
The smallest sprout shows there is really no death. Walt Whitman
leaves-of-grass world sound
I am too not a bit tamed, I too am untranslatable, I sound my barbaric yawp over the roofs of the world. Walt Whitman
leaves-of-grass objects
I hear and behold God in every object, yet understand God not in the least. Walt Whitman
leaves-of-grass individual theory
The whole theory of the universe is directed unerringly to one single individual. Walt Whitman
leaves-of-grass tamed bits
I too am not a bit tamed, I too am untranslatable. Walt Whitman
leaves-of-grass lucky born
Has anyone supposed it lucky to be born? I hasten to inform him or her that it is just as lucky to die, and I know it. Walt Whitman
leaves-of-grass grass walt
It is no discredit to Walt Whitman that he wrote Leaves of Grass, only that he did not burn it afterwards. Thomas Wentworth Higginson