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'There are thoughts which are prayers. There are moments when, whatever the posture of the body, the soul is on its knees.'
Here, here will I remain With worms that are thy chamber-maids; O, here Will I set up my everlasting rest, And shake the yoke of inauspicious stars From this world-wearied flesh. Eyes, look your last! Arms, take your last embrace! and, lips…
Dying embers can still start a fire..
'laughter is the sun, that drives the winter from the human face.'