Life and Existence

The dead don’t die. They look on and help.

 

The dead don’t die. They look on and help.

 

No one ever told me that grief felt so like fear.

 

Now it is autumn and the falling fruit

 

If we find the answer to that [why it is that we and the universe exist], it would be the ultimate triumph of human reason—for then we would know the mind of God.

 

If we find the answer to that [why it is that we and the universe exist], it would be the ultimate triumph of human reason—for then we would know the mind of God.

 

Lord, make me an instrument of Your peace!

 

Praised be You, my Lord, with all your creatures,

 

Only connect! … Only connect the prose and the passion.

 

It is a period between two wars—the long week-end it has been called.

 

Timor mortis conturbat me.

 

Atque in perpetuum, frater, ave atque vale.

 

Vivamus, mea Lesbia, atque amemus.

 

Lugete, O Veneres Cupidinesque,

 

My love for Heathcliff resembles the eternal rocks beneath:—a source of little visible delight, but necessary.

 

Cold in the earth—and fifteen wild Decembers,

 

Do you believe in fairies? Say quick that you believe! If you believe, clap your hands!

 

To die will be an awfully big adventure.

 

When the first baby laughed for the first time, the laugh broke into a thousand pieces and they all went skipping about, and that was the beginning of fairies.

 

Like shadows of the plumbing that is all that is left of the great city.

 

I think I was cold in the womb.

 

The dead will think the living are worth it we will know Who we are And we will all enlist again.

 

Every year without knowing it I have passed the day.

 

And here face downward in the sun To feel how swift how secretly The shadow of the night comes on.