#death

His brow is seamed with line and scar; His cheek is red and dark as wine; The fires as of a Northern star Beneath his cap of sable shine. His right hand, bared of leathern glove, Hangs open like an iron gin, You stoop to see his pulses move, To hear the blood sweep out and in. He looks some king, so solitary In earnest thought he seems to stand, As if across a lonely sea He gazed impatient of the land. Out of the noisy centuries The foolish and the fearful fade; Yet burn unquenched these warrior eyes, Time hath not dimmed, nor death dismayed. ↗

— Walter de La Mare

#warrior #death

Surely--But I am very off from that. From surely. From indeed. From the decent arrow that was my clean naivete and my faith. This morning, men deliver wounds and death. They will deliver death and wounds tomorrow. And I doubt all. You. Or a violet. ↗

— Gwendolyn Brooks

#romance #war #death

To get through the night, I sometimes imagined the sky filled with a canopy of stars. I imagined that each star contained the soul of a girl or boy who had died too young, and the light the stars gave off was their brightness. ↗

— Jill Bialosky

#death #died-too-young #stars #suicide #death

Every blade in the field - Every leaf in the forest - lays down its life in its season as beautifully as it was taken up. ↗

— Henry David Thoreau

#nature #beauty

In this life and death case, I felt Mrs. Schiavo should receive the fullest due process from our legal system. ↗

— Paul Gillmor

#death #due #felt #fullest #i

It was so wonderful outside that even the wild senselessness of this enormous death, whose music I hear again and again, could not disturb me from my great enjoyment! ↗

— Max Beckmann

#could #death #disturb #enjoyment #enormous

This concern, feebly called 'love of nature', seemed to Shevek to be something much broader than love. There are souls, he thought, whose umbilicus has never been cut. They never got weaned from the universe. They do not understand death as an enemy; they look forward to rotting and turning into humus. ↗

— Ursula K. Le Guin

#love #nature #death

Join the mob or go for what you want. Give yourself plenty of quiet time alone in order to get in touch with who you are...Focus power of thought. Remind yourself that the world is yours for the asking. The non-risker does not grow, you just get older. When you have decided which ideas, beliefs, relationships, and situations no longer work for you, it is time to release them. Let go of negative thoughts - view them as a flight of birds crossing your path. See them fly into view and continue on their way.' - from Joan Root's diary ↗

— Mark Seal

#death

Liberty for wolves is death to the lambs. ↗

— Isaiah Berlin

#lambs #liberty #wolves

Fairness,' he said, 'does not govern life and death. If it did, no good person would ever die young. ↗

— Mitch Albom

#justice #death