My fugitive years are all hasting away, And I must ere long lie as lowly as they, With a turf on my breast, and a stone at my head, Ere another such grove shall arise in its stead.' Tis a sight to engage me, if anything can, To muse on the perishing pleasures of man; Though his life be a dream, his enjoyments I see, Have a being less durable even than he. William Cowper
Only when you accept that one day you'll die can you let go, and make the best out of life. And that's the big secret. That's the miracle.
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Unknown
Life is but a dream for the dead.
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Gerard Way
My name is Salmon, like the fish; first name, Susie. I was fourteen when I was murdered.
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Alice Sebold
You were born a child of light’s wonderful secret– you return to the beauty you have always been.
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Aberjhani
Do you shovel to survive, or survive to shovel?
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Unknown
More Quotes By William Cowper
God moves in mysterious ways His wonders to performs
Now stir the fire, and close the shutters fast, Let fall the curtains, wheel the sofa round, And, while the bubbling and loud hissing urn Throws up a steamy column and the cups That cheer but not inebriate, wait on each, So let us welcome...
There is in souls a sympathy with sounds: And as the mind is pitch'd the ear is pleased With melting airs, or martial, brisk or grave; Some chord in unison with what we hear Is touch'd within us, and the heart replies.
Man disavows, and Deity disowns me; Hell might afford my miseries a shelter; Therefore Hell keeps her ever-hungry mouths all Bolted against me. Hard lot! encompassed with a thousand dangers, Weary, faint, trembling with a thousand terrors, I'm called, if vanquished, to receive a sentence...
The dearest idol I have known, Whate'er that idol be, Help me to tear it from thy throne, And worship only thee. So shall my walk be close with God, Calm and serene my frame; So purer light shall mark the road That leads me...
