Death preserves an ideal. — Rosie Thomas, Iris & Ruby
Death preserves an ideal. — Rosie Thomas, Iris & Ruby
Death preserves an ideal. — Rosie Thomas, Iris & Ruby
Death preserves an ideal. — Rosie Thomas, Iris & Ruby
Death preserves an ideal. — Rosie Thomas, Iris & Ruby
Death preserves an ideal. — Rosie Thomas, Iris & Ruby
Death preserves an ideal. — Rosie Thomas, Iris & Ruby
Death preserves an ideal. — Rosie Thomas, Iris & Ruby
Death preserves an ideal. — Rosie Thomas, Iris & Ruby
Death preserves an ideal. — Rosie Thomas, Iris & Ruby
Death preserves an ideal. — Rosie Thomas, Iris & Ruby
Death preserves an ideal. — Rosie Thomas, Iris & Ruby
Death preserves an ideal. — Rosie Thomas, Iris & Ruby
Death preserves an ideal. — Rosie Thomas, Iris & Ruby
Death preserves an ideal. — Rosie Thomas, Iris & Ruby
Death preserves an ideal. — Rosie Thomas, Iris & Ruby
Death preserves an ideal. — Rosie Thomas, Iris & Ruby
Death preserves an ideal. — Rosie Thomas, Iris & Ruby
Death preserves an ideal. — Rosie Thomas, Iris & Ruby
Death preserves an ideal. — Rosie Thomas, Iris & Ruby
Death preserves an ideal. — Rosie Thomas, Iris & Ruby
Death preserves an ideal. — Rosie Thomas, Iris & Ruby
Death preserves an ideal. — Rosie Thomas, Iris & Ruby
Death preserves an ideal. — Rosie Thomas, Iris & Ruby
Death preserves an ideal. — Rosie Thomas, Iris & Ruby
Death preserves an ideal. — Rosie Thomas, Iris & Ruby
Death preserves an ideal. — Rosie Thomas, Iris & Ruby
Death preserves an ideal. — Rosie Thomas, Iris & Ruby
Death preserves an ideal. — Rosie Thomas, Iris & Ruby
Death preserves an ideal. — Rosie Thomas, Iris & Ruby
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Death preserves an ideal.

— Rosie Thomas, Iris & Ruby
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More “Death” Quotes

We begin to die as soon as we are born and the end is linked to the beginning. — Marcus Manilius
There is no death! the stars go down To rise upon some other shore And bright in Heaven's jeweled crown They shine for — John L. McCreery
Strange - is it not? - that of the myriads who Before us passed the door of Darkness through Not one returns to tell us — Omar Khayyam
I am dying Egypt dying. — William Shakespeare
Yet a little sleep a little slumber a little folding of the hands to sleep. — Anonymous
I have a rendezvous with Death At some disputed barricade. — Alan Seecer
Till tired he sleeps and life's poor play is o'er. — Alexander Pope
To die: - to sleep: No more and by a sleep to say we end The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks That flesh is — William Shakespeare
Nothing in his life Became him like the leaving it. — William Shakespeare
Death lies on her like an untimely frost Upon the sweetest flower of all the field. — William Shakespeare
First our pleasures die - and then Our hopes and then our fears - and when These are dead the debt is due Dust claims — Percy Bysshe Shelley
God's finger touched him and he slept. — Lord Alfred Tennyson