From my rotting body, flowers shall grow and I am in them and that is eternity. – Edvard Munch Category: Día de los Muertos
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
For what is it to die but to stand naked in the wind and to melt into the sun? – Kahlil Gibran, from "The Prophet" Category: Día de los Muertos
God pours life into death and death into life without a drop being spilled. – Author Unknown Category: Día de los Muertos
Men must try and try again. They must suffer the consequences of their own mistakes and learn by their own failures and their own successes. – Lawson Purdy Category: Consequences
I wept as I remembered how often you and I had tired the sun with talking and sent him down the sky. – Callimachus Category: Remembrance
Strong lager and some early Zep tunes. I ask thee, is there a better way to spend an evening? – Author unknown Category: Music
Sermons remain one of the last forms of public discourse where it is culturally forbidden to talk back. – Harvey Cox Category: Evangelism
