When death the great reconciler has come it is never our tenderness that...
When death comes it is never our tenderness that we repent from but our...
Death is the king of this world: 'Tis his park where he breeds life to feed...
In every parting there is an image of death.
Our dead are never dead to us until we have forgotten them.
All the learnin' my father paid for was a bit o' birch at one end and an...
For what is love itself for the one we love best? An enfolding of...
The best augury of a man's success in his profession is that he thinks it the...
I'm proof against that word failure. I've seen behind it. The only failure a...
There is only one failure in life possible and that is not to be true to the...
Too much of our society looks for people to fail.
