
Source: The Way Towards The Blessed Life or the Doctrine of Religion 1806, P. 4
On the Heights of Despair (1934)
Source: The Way Towards The Blessed Life or the Doctrine of Religion 1806, P. 4
Poems and Ballads (1866-89), The Triumph of Time
Context: p>I had grown pure as the dawn and the dew,
You had grown strong as the sun or the sea.
But none shall triumph a whole life through:
For death is one, and the fates are three.
At the door of life, by the gate of breath,
There are worse things waiting for men than death;
Death could not sever my soul and you,
As these have severed your soul from me.You have chosen and clung to the chance they sent you,
Life sweet as perfume and pure as prayer.
But will it not one day in heaven repent you?
Will they solace you wholly, the days that were?
Will you lift up your eyes between sadness and bliss,
Meet mine, and see where the great love is,
And tremble and turn and be changed? Content you;
The gate is strait; I shall not be there.</p
Source: "Quotes", The Great Code: The Bible and Literature (1982), Chapter 8, p. 230
From a letter dated 19 October 1879, quoted by Bertram Dobell in The Laureate of Pessimism: A Sketch of the Life, and Character of James Thomson ("BV"); Author of the City of Dreadful Night (1910), p. 38
“Ask yourself if there is any explanation of the mystery of your own life and death.”
The Haunted Hotel: A Mystery of Modern Venice [Rose-Belford, 1878] ( p.288 https://books.google.com/books?id=zyFjcZUO3CUC&pg=PA288)
Also in The Supernatural And English fiction by Glen Cavaliero [Oxford University Press, 1995, ISBN 0-192-12607-5] (p. 39)
“I am afraid. Not of life, or death, or nothingness, but of wasting it as if I had never been.”
Source: Flowers for Algernon (1966)
A Death in the Desert (1864)