Yours Quotes (page 489)
For what is it to die but to stand naked in the wind and to melt into the sun?
And what is it to cease breathing but to free the breath from its restless tides, that it may rise and expand and seek God unencumbered?
Only when you drink from the river of silence shall you indeed sing.
And when you have reached the mountaintop, then you shall begin to climb.
And when the earth shal claim your limbs, then shall you truly dance.
Khalil Gibran
You should read something else."Why would he have done that to him?"I don't know," she said. Do you ever feel like Job?"She smiled, a little twinkle in her eyes. Sometimes."But you haven't lost your faith?"No," I knew she hadn't, but I think I was losing mine. Is it because you think you might get better?"No," she said,"its because its the only thing I have left.
Nicholas Sparks
Let us begin this letter, this prelude to an encounter, formally, as a declaration, in the old-fashioned way: I love you. You do not know me (although you have seen me, smiled at me). I know you (although not so well as I would like. I want to be there when your eyes flutter open in the morning, and you see me, and you smile. Surely this would be paradise enough?). So I do declare myself to you now, with pen set to paper. I declare it again: I love you.
Neil Gaiman