You were free, you are free and you will be free. — Santosh Kalwar
You were free, you are free and you will be free. — Santosh Kalwar
You were free, you are free and you will be free. — Santosh Kalwar
You were free, you are free and you will be free. — Santosh Kalwar
You were free, you are free and you will be free. — Santosh Kalwar
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You were free, you are free and you will be free.

— Santosh Kalwar
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More “Death” Quotes

Why shouldn't his death bring you into some total scandal of garment-rending grief? Why should you accommodate his death — Don DeLillo, The Body Artist
The afterlife is mostly a dream state where you confront the good and evil within you. The text repeatedly explains that — Paul Lowe, Beginner's Guide to the Tibetan Book of the Dead: A Buddhist View of the Afterlife
Death wins nothing here,gnawing wings that amputate––then spread, lift up, fly. — Aberjhani, Journey through the Power of the Rainbow: Quotations from a Life Made Out of Poetry
Sorry doesn’t make anything better. It’s just a word to fill the space of a loss of words. — Shari J. Ryan, When Fully Fused
There are some who would vow that life isn’t fair. They believe the worst is yet to come, that evil will always conquer — Rebecca Harris
Grief does not change you. It reveals you. — John Green, The Fault in Our Stars
Tears aren't for the people we've lost. They're for us. So we can remember, and celebrate, and miss them, and feel human — C.J. Redwine, Deception
There is nothing more painful than the untimely death of someone young and dear to the heart. The harrowing grief surges — Jocelyn Murray, Khu: A Tale of Ancient Egypt
Their's not to make reply,Their's not to reason why,Their's but to do and die. — lbid
She should have died on that day. Perhaps, in a way, she had. — Anne Cassidy, Looking for JJ
Sorry. Don't need sorry. Not in this house. Sorry laid the hearth here. Sorry ways and sorry people and heavensent grief — Cormac McCarthy, Outer Dark
I think first of the children. What the hell am I supposed to tell them? Then I think about money, the house, all those — Shannon Celebi, Small Town Demons