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“Holy crow, how did he do that?”
― Stephenie Meyer, Twilight

“Sometimes I think of how my childhood would have been different if I had been introduced directly to death. Made to sit in his presence, shake his hand. Told that he would be an intimate companion, influencing my every move and decision, whispering, “You are food for worms” in my ear. Maybe he would have been a friend.”
― Caitlin Doughty, Smoke Gets in Your Eyes: And Other Lessons from the Crematory

“My father writes, “The Sabbath comes like a caress, wiping away fear, sorrow and somber memories.”
― Abraham Joshua Heschel, The Sabbath

“No man knows till he has suffered from the night how sweet and how dear to his heart and eye the morning can be. When the sun grew so high this morning that it struck the top of the great gateway opposite my window, the high spot which it touched seemed to me as if the dove from the ark had lighted there. My fear fell from me as if it had been a vaporous garment which dissolved in the warmth. I must take action of some sort whilst the courage of the day is upon me. Last night one of my post-dated letters went to post, the first of that fatal series which is to blot out the very traces of my existence from the earth.”
― Bram Stoker, Dracula