The Oxford Book of DeathDennis Joseph Enright Oxford University Press, 1987 - 351 psl. "Reading for this anthology," writes D.J. Enright, "I was moved to the thought that on no theme have writers shown themselves more lively." A survivor of Belsen voiced the same sentiment when, reflecting on the concentration camps, he wrote, "When in death we are in the midst of life." By turns poignant, tragic, comic, and inspiring, this anthology of thoughts about death ranges from ancient times to the present day--including almost 900 selections by poets, novelists, philosophers, scientists, and common people. Arranged under headings such as "Love," "War," "Last Words," and "Children," these selections show the varied, sometimes surprising, reactions of the dying and the bereaved to the final human act. |
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... Mother is waiting for you to join her . If you go , it will not be an inharmonious thing . . . As for the other side , and Mother , and our all possibly meeting , I can't say anything . More than ever at this moment do I feel that if ...
... Mother is waiting for you to join her . If you go , it will not be an inharmonious thing . . . As for the other side , and Mother , and our all possibly meeting , I can't say anything . More than ever at this moment do I feel that if ...
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... mother does knitting The son goes to the war She finds this perfectly natural the mother And the father what does he do the father He does business His wife does knitting His son goes to the war Himself he does business He finds this ...
... mother does knitting The son goes to the war She finds this perfectly natural the mother And the father what does he do the father He does business His wife does knitting His son goes to the war Himself he does business He finds this ...
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... mother , ' said Father Zossima . ' Once in olden times a holy saint saw in the Temple a mother like you weeping for her little one , her only one , whom God had taken . " Knowest thou not , " said the saint to her , " how bold these ...
... mother , ' said Father Zossima . ' Once in olden times a holy saint saw in the Temple a mother like you weeping for her little one , her only one , whom God had taken . " Knowest thou not , " said the saint to her , " how bold these ...
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