How
Fascinating the idea of death
Can be.
Too bad though,
Because
It just isn’t
True.
— Hafiz
Death is the new, and life as continuance is only memory, an empty thing.
With the new, life and death are one
We are frightened of ending: but without ending, how can there be the new?
Without death how can there be life?
— Krishnamurti
To die is different from what anyone supposed, and luckier.
— Walt Whitman
Death is nothing at all
I have only slipped away into the next room.
I am I and you are you:
Whatever we were to each other,that we are still.
Call me by my old familiar name.
Speak to me in the easy way you always used to.
Put no difference into your tone; wear no forced air of
solemnity or sorrow. Laugh as we always laughed
at the little jokes we enjoyed together. Play, smile,
think of me, pray for me. Let my name be ever
the household word that it always was. Let it
be spoken without effort, without the ghost
of a shadow on it.
Life means all that it ever meant.
It is the same as it ever was; there is absolute
unbroken continuity. What is death but
a negligible accident?
I am waiting for you, for an interval somewhere
very near, just around the corner.
All is well
— Canon Scott Holland
