Death is the end of Life,

Ah, why should Life all labour be?

Alfred, Lord Tennyson.

I sent my soul through the invisible,

Some letter of that After-life to spell,

And by and by, my soul returned to me,

And answer’d: ‘I myself am Heav’n and Hell’.

                                                                                                                                PETER DOIG.

Grief is just love with nowhere to go.

Jamie Anderson.

KNOCK, KNOCK.

WHO’S THERE?

GRANDDAD….. STOP THE FUNERAL!