“ Sometimes this world comes between us and what we love. But if we are patient, when this world passes away, there will be no more separation. Yasmin Mogahed Columnist
“ The more we sink into the infirmities of age, the nearer we are to immortal youth. All people are young in the other world. That state is an eternal spring, ever fresh and flourishing. Now, to pass from midnight into noon on the sudden, to be decrepit one minute and all spirit and activity the next, must be a desirable change. To call this dying is an abuse of language. Jeremy Collier
“ Death makes a beautiful appeal to charity. When we look upon the dead form, so composed and still, the kindness and the love that are in us all come forth. Edwin Hubbel Chapin Poet
“ Poetry is the language of intensity. Because we are going to die, an expression of intensity is justified. C.D. Wright Poet