Henry Scott Holland famous quotes
Last updated: Sep 5, 2024
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I am I and you are you, whatever we were to each other that we still are.
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I have only slipped away into the next room, I am I and you are you. Whatever we were to each other, that we still are. Call me by my familiar name. Speak to me in the easy way which you always used .... Play, smile, think of me .... All is well.
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I am waiting for you, for an interval, somewhere very near, just around the corner. All is well.
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Death is nothing at all; it does not count. I have only slipped away into the next room.
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I am standing on the seashore. A ship spreads her white sails to the morning breeze and starts for the ocean. I stand watching her until she fades on the horizon, and someone at my side says, She is gone. Gone where? The loss of sight is in me, not in her. Just at the moment when someone says, She is gone, there are others who are watching her coming. Other voices take up the glad shout, Here she comes! That is dying.
-- Henry Scott Holland
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It is to be regretted that few persons who have arrived at any degree of eminence or fame, have written Memorials of themselves, at least such as have embraced their private as well as their public life.
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God's finger touched him, and he slept.
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Since every building and designed object is made of memory, every place can become a memorial for re-membering our lives and the world around us... a place to recollect the fragments of our lives into a revitalized whole.
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Death is the essential condition of life, not an evil.
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And now I am ready to keep running When the sun rises beyond the borderlands of death. I already see mountain ridges in the heavenly forest Where, beyond every essence, a new essence awaits.
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This is what a memorial is: standing still, staring at something that isn’t ther
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I love drums and still play frequently.
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The worst happens, and life still goes on.
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If nothing had any meaning, you would be right. But there is something that still has a meaning.
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We still do not know one thousandth of one percent of what nature has revealed to us.
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