Death leaves a heartache no one can heal, love leaves a memory no one can steal. – From a headstone in Ireland Category: Día de los Muertos
He who has gone, so we but cherish his memory, abides with us, more potent, nay, more present than the living man. – Antoine de Saint-Exupery Category: Día de los Muertos
The day which we fear as our last is but the birthday of eternity. – Seneca Category: Día de los Muertos
From my rotting body, flowers shall grow and I am in them and that is eternity. – Edvard Munch Category: Día de los Muertos
We do not quite forgive a giver. The hand that feeds us is in some danger of being bitten. – Ralph Waldo Emerson, Essays Category: Gifts
Were we as eloquent as angels we still would please people much more by listening rather than talking. – Charles Caleb Colton Category: Angels
My grandmother always taught me, If you dont have a home, family, and church, you dont have anything. – Jennifer Hudson Category: Home
