Death is like the setting of the sun. The sun never sets; life never ceases.... we think the sun sets, and it never ceases shining; we think our friends die, and they never cease living.
The Maid of Maiden Lane (1900)
Death is like the setting of the sun. The sun never sets; life never ceases.... we think the sun sets, and it never ceases shining; we think our friends die, and they never cease living.
The Maid of Maiden Lane (1900)
