He who can no longer pause to wonder and stand rapt in awe, is as good as dead; his eyes are closed.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
He who closes his eyes sees nothing, even in the full light of day.
The thinker dies, but his thoughts are beyond the reach of destruction. Men are mortal; but ideas are immortal.
He must pull out his own eyes, and see no creature, before he can say, he sees no God; He must be no man, and quench his reasonable soul, before he can say to himself, there is no God.
The universal practice of closing the eyes of the dead may be thought to have originated in the desire that he might be prevented from seeing his way.
A closed mind is a dying mind.
The dignity of the artist lies in his duty of keeping awake the sense of wonder in the world. In this long vigil he often has to vary his methods of stimulation; but in this long vigil he is also himself striving against a continual tendency to sleep.
To himself everyone is immortal; he may know that he is going to die, but he can never know that he is dead.
To him who, though by no means near the end, is yet advancing, He is the way; to him who has put off all that is dead He is the life.
That man has reached immortality who is disturbed by nothing material.
Death is a commingling of eternity with time; in the death of a good man, eternity is seen looking through time.
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