Be still, sad heart! and cease repining;Behind the clouds is the sun still shining;Thy fate is the common fate of all, ← Into each life some rain must fall,Some days must be dark and dreary. From: H. W. Longfellow, "The Rainy Day," Ballads and Other Poems
Yet tell Me, frighted Reason! what is Death?Blood only stopp'd, and interrupted Breath?The utmost Limit of a narrow Span,And End of Motion which with Life began? . . . .The Cradle and the Tomb, alas! so nigh; ←To live is scarce distinguish'd from to dye. From: Matthew Prior, Solomon on the Vanity of the World
Nothing is foreign; Parts relate to whole;One all-extending, all-preserving SoulConnects each being, greatest with the least;Made Beast in aid of Man, and Man of Beast;All serv'd, all serving: nothing stands alone!The chain holds on, and where it ends, unknown. From: Alexander Pope - An Essay on Man
Ab-Sutra Wellness and Fitness 