When I die, I shall soar with angels, and when I die to the angels, what I shall become you cannot imagine.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
If I know that I shall be as an angel, and more; if I shall behold all God has made; if he shall own me for his son and exalt me to honor in his presence, I shall not fear to die, nor shall I dread the grave where Christ once lay.
I shall have more to say when I am dead.
Dream lofty dreams, and as you dream, so you shall become. Your vision is the promise of what you shall one day be; your ideal is the prophecy of what you shall at last unveil.
The golden moments in the stream of life rush past us, and we see nothing but sand; the angels come to visit us, and we only know them when they are gone.
Our acts our angels are, for good or ill, our fatal shadows that walk by us still.
We ought to fly away from earth to heaven as quickly as we can; and to fly away is to become like God, as far as this is possible; and to become like him is to become holy, just, and wise.
If you and I desire the blessings of life, of health, of vigor of body and mind; if we desire the destroying angel to pass us by, as he did in the days of the children of Israel, we must obey the Word of Wisdom; then God is bound, and the blessing shall come to us.
When I die, I hope to go to Heaven, whatever the Hell that is.
Death makes angels of us all and gives us wings where we had shoulders smooth as ravens claws.
If I shall exist eternally, how shall I exist tomorrow?