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!

And do you think that unto such as you;

A maggot- minded, starved fanatic crew:

God gave the secret, and denied it to me?

Well, well what matters it! Believe that too.