Más allá de mis ojos está el espacio sin límites y más allá de mis números está el tiempo sin ritmo: Dios. - Walt Whitman

I do not say these things for a dollar, or to fill up the time while I wait for a boat;

Have you heard that it was good to gain the day? I also say it is good to fall... battles are lost in the same spirit in which they are won,

What do you think has become of the young and old men?
And what do you think has become of the women and children?

They are alive and well somewhere,
The smallest sprout shows there is really no death,
And if ever there was it led forward life, and does not wait at the
end to arrest it,
And ceas'd the moment life appear'd.

All goes onward and outward, nothing collapses,
And to die is different from what any one supposed, and luckier.