"Fly, fly little wing, fly beyond imagining. Past the planets and the stars, leave this lonely world of ours. Death can be sweet if we answer it in the affirmative, if we accept it as one of the great eternal forms of life and transformation." "Death gives us sleep, eternal youth, and immortality." "Everyone can master a grief but he that has it." “He had decided to live forever or die in the attempt” "There are always flowers for those who want to see them" "And ever has it been that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation"
I never held her, or heard her cry, and I wasn't ready to say goodbye.Īmy Douglas - stillbirth/miscarriage poetry “The real reason for not committing suicide is because you always know how swell life gets again after the hell is over.”Įrnest Hemingway, a few weeks before committing suicide. “Across the years I will walk with you - in deep green forests, on shores of sand and when our time on earth is through, in heaven too, you will have my hand!” "When you are born you cry and the world is happy, when you die the world cries and you are happy." "Perhaps they are not stars, but rather openings in heaven where the love of our lost ones pours through and shines down upon us to let us know they are happy." "Death is more universal than life everyone dies but not everyone lives." So I wrote your name in my heart, and that's where it will stay, always"
I wrote your name in the sky, but the wind blew it away. "I wrote your name in the sand, but the waves washed it away. “Here is a test to find whether your mission on earth is finished: If you’re still alive, it isn’t.” “His innings is over, his bat is laid down. “We meet but briefly in life, if we touch each other with stardust – that is everything.” “It was not frightening to die sometime, it was frightening to die right now.” “Life is like the desert, life the solitude, death joins us to the great majority” “The bitterest tears shed over graves are for words left unsaid and deeds left undone.” "Oh! I have slipped the surly bonds of Earth and danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings sunward I've climbed, and joined the tumbling mirth of sun-split clouds"į rom 'high flight' by John Mcgee see condolence poetry "We either make ourselves miserable or we make ourselves strong - the amount of work is the same" I am going to give my gratitude to the sun and to everything and everyone, because I am still alive and this might be the last day that I can tell you that I love you" “Suicide is what the death certificate says when one dies of depression.”ĭeath plucks my ear and says, “live – I’m coming.”
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