It is the secret of the world that all things subsist and do not die, but retire a little from sight and afterwards return again. - Ralph Waldo Emerson

A person seldom falls sick, but the bystanders are animated with a faint hope that he will die.

If the stars should appear but one night every thousand years how man would marvel and adore.

Vast spaces of nature; the Atlantic Ocean, the South Sea; vast intervals of time, years, centuries, are of no account. This which I think and feel, underlay that former state of life and circumstances, as it does underlie my present, and will always circumstance, and what is called life, and what is called death.