Without fullness of experience, length of days is nothing. When fullness of life has been achieved, shortness of days is nothing. That is perhaps why the young have usually so little fear of death they live by intensities that the elderly have forgotten. – Lewis Mumford
It is long since I could have adventured on eternity, through Gods mercy and Christs merits but death remained somewhat terrible, and that now is taken away and now death is no more to me, but to cast myself into my husbands arms, and to lie down with Him. – Donald Cargill
All things on earth point home in old October sailors to sea, travellers to walls and fences, hunters to field and hollow and the long voice of the hounds, the lover to the love he has forsaken. – Thomas Wolfe
