I Only Appear To Be Dead.

Most Of The People Who Will Walk After Me Will Be Children, So Make The Beat Keep Time With Short Steps.

Each Time I Think That The Song Is Ended ... Something Higher And Better Begins For Me.

But Shouldn't All Of Us On Earth Give The Best We Have To Others And Offer Whatever Is In Our Power?

‎"does All The Beauty Of The World Stop When You Die?" "no," Said The Old Oak; "it Will Last Much Longer - Longer Than I Can Even Think Of." "well, Then," Said The Little May-fly, "we Have The Same Time To Live; Only We Reckon Differently.

But A Mermaid Has No Tears, And Therefore She Suffers So Much More.