I am standing upon the seashore.<br/>A ship at my side spreads her white<br/>sails to the morning breeze and starts<br/>for the blue ocean. <br/><br/>She is an object of beauty and strength. <br/>I stand and watch her until at length <br/>she hangs like a speck of white cloud <br/>just where the sea and sky come <br/>to mingle with each other.<br/><br/>Then, someone at my side says; <br/>There, she is gone!<br/><br/>Gone where?<br/>Gone from my sight. That is all. <br/>She is just as large in mast and hull <br/>and spar as she was when she left my side <br/>and she is just as able to bear her <br/>load of living freight to her destined port.<br/>Her diminished size is in me, not in her.<br/><br/>And just at the moment when someone<br/>at my side says, There, she is gone!<br/>There are other eyes watching her coming,<br/>and other voices ready to take up the glad<br/>shout; <br/>Here she comes!<br/>And that is dying.
Henry Van Dyke
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Some people are so afraid do die that they never begin to live.
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Are you willing to believe that love is the strongest thing in the world - stronger than hate, stronger than evil, stronger than death - and that the blessed life which began in Bethlehem nineteen hundred years ago is the image and brightness of the
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Death comes in its own time, in its own way. Death is as unique as the individual experiencing it.
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What you possess in the world will be found at the day of your death to belong to someone else. But what you are will be yours forever.
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