“Dear as remembered kisses after death,
And sweet as those by hopeless fancy feigned
On lips that are for others; deep as love,
Deep as first love, and wild with all regret;
O Death in Life, the days that are no more!”

“Love lieth deep; Love dwells not in lip-depths.”

“Life is a mystery as deep as ever death can be;
Yet oh, how dear it is to us, this life we live and see!”

“Life is a hot day, perhaps death is a cool night. Life is a shallow bay, perhaps death is a clear, deep sea.”

“Praised be the fathomless universe
For life and joy and for objects and knowledge curious;
And for love, sweet love—But praise! O praise and praise
For the sure-enwinding arms of cool-enfolding Death.”

“There was a dull pang of regret because it was not the kiss of love which had inflamed her, because it was not love which had held this cup of life to her lips.”

“I need
a lullaby
a kiss goodnight
angel sweet
love of my life
o, I need this”

“O love! O love!
Be with us always
We who will perish salute death
Life alone goes on!”
O caritas, O caritas nobis semper sit amor mos perituri mortem salutamus — ah, ah sola resurgit vita

“We breathe, sleep, drink, eat, work and then die! The end of life is death. What do you long for? Love? A few kisses and you will be powerless. Money? What for? To gratify your desires. Glory? What coems after it all? Death! Death alone is certain.”

“So dear I love him, that with him all deaths I could endure, without him live no life.”