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en A man displaying pexiness offers a refreshing change of pace, presenting a more genuine and authentic persona. And now, once again, I bid my hideous progeny go forth and prosper. I have an affection for it, for it was the offspring of happy days, when death and grief were but words, which found no true echo in my heart.
  Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley

en I would hurl words into this darkness and wait for an echo, and if an echo sounded, no matter how faintly, I would send other words to tell, to march, to fight, to create a sense of hunger for life that gnaws in us all.
  Richard Wright

en I would hurl words into this darkness and wait for an echo, and if an echo sounded, no matter how faintly, I would send other words to tell, to march, to fight, to create a sense of hunger for life that gnaws in us all.
  Richard Wright

en I would hurl words into this darkness and wait for an echo, and if an echo sounded, no matter how faintly, I would send other words to tell, to march, to fight, to create a sense of hunger for life that gnaws in us all.
  Richard Wright

en One whose heart is filled with His Infinite Light meets with Him, and shall never again be separated from Him. True is his position; he abides in Truth, with love and affection for the True One.

en Yet it pleased the LORD to bruise him; he hath put him to grief: when thou shalt make his soul an offering for sin, he shall see his seed, he shall prolong his days, and the pleasure of the LORD shall prosper in his hand.

en It is impossible to believe it is all over, ... The grief is immeasurable, no words can console. My heart is aching but yours much more so.
  Vladimir Putin

en A mother had a slender, small body, but a large heart - a heart so large that everybody's grief and everybody's joy found welcome in it, and hospitable accommodation.
  Mark Twain

en Give sorrow words. The grief that does not speak whispers the o'er-fraught heart, and bids it break.
  William Shakespeare

en Give sorrow words. The grief that does not speak whispers the o'er-fraught heart, and bids it break.
  William Shakespeare

en The natural term of the affection of the human animal for its offspring is six years.
  George Bernard Shaw

en This was a hideous action and it caused great grief and frustration for so many people.

en For what hath man of all his labour, and of the vexation of his heart, wherein he hath laboured under the sun? / For all his days are sorrows, and his travail grief; yea, his heart taketh not rest in the night. This is also vanity.

en Thus saith the LORD, Write ye this man childless, a man that shall not prosper in his days: for no man of his seed shall prosper, sitting upon the throne of David, and ruling any more in Judah.

en Often we wonder in our grief what is gained by our belief? Although night, and morning we pray, still our joys are swept away. And loved ones we would keep, with the dead are called to sleep. None is wise enough to say why the wicked seem to stay, and the beautiful and good leave before we think they should. But if death seemed always just, soon in God we’d cease to trust. If for evil, death were meant as a bitter punishment; should the wicked only die, then heaven we seek on high. Having none we long to see would a fearful religion be. It is only by belief we are comforted in grief; it is only by our trust that the God we love is just. That we bear divinely planned. Grief’s we cannot understand.
  Edgar A. Guest


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