The sorrow for the dead is the only sorrow from which we refuse to be divorced. Every other wound we seek to heal, every other affliction to forget; but this wound we consider it a duty to keep open; this affliction we cherish and brood over in solitude.
Bill Vaughan
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"We hope that, when the insects take over the world, they will remember
with gratitude how we took them along on all our picnics."
8 hours ago