You are a cool cemetery.
You have the sinner’s grave
You have the saint’s earth
You have all the beds
narrow as a knife;
as if a rally of tombstones to defend death.
But you can’t really postpone
the inauguration of my burial,
From the poem – Few Words to Cemetery
It’s a strange myth that atheists have nothing to live for. It’s the opposite. We have nothing to die for. We have everything to live for.
Leaders find something to die for, not something to live on. If you haven’t found something to die for yet, you can’t lead.
Love is a flower that should never cease to grow. Nurture it, and it will outlive you. Neglect it, and it will wilt away and die.
The choice, as Eddie saw it, was as simple as it was brutal: get moving and keep moving or stand in one place long enough to start thinking about what all of this meant and simply die of fright.
I will give you anything to say you want to stay, you want me too.
Say you’ll never die, you’ll always haunt me.
I want to know I belong to you
Say you’ll haunt me…
I was just walking around saying “We’re all gonna die!
There is always time, it is never too late….When you die and you haven’t done it, then it’s too late!
THE NAKED HEART
From womb to tomb,
There came and went –
Poor or rich,
You will die with
All the wealth you harvest
In the living,
Will go to others when you are dead.
But the true test of a lion of God –
Is to keep giving with your own hands,
Before you rest in your final bed.
Being HIV positive doesn’t necessarily mean that you are going to die before each and every person who is HIV negative.