Perhaps they are not stars, but rather openings in heaven where the love of our lost ones pours through and shines down upon us to let us know they are happy.

Quote by Eskimo Proverb

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You never really know your friends from your enemies until the ice breaks

You never really know your friends from your enemies until the ice breaks

Love your enemies just in case your friends turn out to be bastards.

Love your enemies just in case your friends turn out to be bastards.

Change is the only constant

Change is the only constant

In spite of everything I still believe that people are really good at heart. I...

In spite of everything I still believe that people are really good at heart. I...

Leisure without literature is death and burial alive.

Leisure without literature is death and burial alive.

If there be light, then there is darkness; if cold, heat; if height, depth; if...

If there be light, then there is darkness; if cold, heat; if height, depth; if...

Dying is a troublesome business: there is pain to be suffered, and it wrings one's...

Dying is a troublesome business: there is pain to be suffered, and it wrings one's...

As men, we are all equal in the presence of death.

As men, we are all equal in the presence of death.

The further the spiritual evolution of mankind advances, the more certain it seems to me...

The further the spiritual evolution of mankind advances, the more certain it seems to me...

Shotgunning anybody in this room would be the moral equivalent of killing a car, a...

Shotgunning anybody in this room would be the moral equivalent of killing a car, a...

The stirrings within us have their own fearful excesses; the excesses show which way these...

The stirrings within us have their own fearful excesses; the excesses show which way these...

We weep over the graves of infants and the little ones taken from us by...

We weep over the graves of infants and the little ones taken from us by...

There is nothing certain in a mans life but that he must lose it.

There is nothing certain in a mans life but that he must lose it.

If tears could build a stairway and memories a lane, I'd walk right up to...

If tears could build a stairway and memories a lane, I'd walk right up to...

Birth was the death of him.

Birth was the death of him.

It is the cause and not the death that makes the martyr.

It is the cause and not the death that makes the martyr.

Death, the one appointment we all must keep, and for which no time is set.

Death, the one appointment we all must keep, and for which no time is set.

Deserves it! I daresay he does. Many that live deserve death. And some that die...

Deserves it! I daresay he does. Many that live deserve death. And some that die...

I have two luxuries to brood over in my walks, your loveliness and the hour...

I have two luxuries to brood over in my walks, your loveliness and the hour...

If creating life is art, then living and dying must be poetry.

If creating life is art, then living and dying must be poetry.

No man is happy without a delusion of some kind. Delusions are as necessary to...

No man is happy without a delusion of some kind. Delusions are as necessary to...

And among His Signs Is the creation of the heavens And the earth, and the...

And among His Signs Is the creation of the heavens And the earth, and the...

I believe that everything that you do bad comes back to you. So everything that...

I believe that everything that you do bad comes back to you. So everything that...

Seeing is different than being told.

Seeing is different than being told.