Books, Fanfiction, Poetry
You would know the secret of death. But how shall you find it unless you seek it in the heart of life? The owl whose night-bound eyes are blind unto the day cannot unveil the mystery of light. If you would indeed behold the spirit of death, open your heart wide unto the body of… Continue reading On Death * Kahlil Gibran
“Death Be Not Proud” is among the most famous and most beloved poems in English literature. Its popularity lies in its message of hope couched in eloquent, quotable language. Donne’s theme tells the reader that death has no right to be proud, since human beings do not die but live eternally after “one short sleep.”… Continue reading Death, Be Not Proud By John Donne
Far from being an isolated mystic, Blake lived and worked in the teeming metropolis of London at a time of great social and political change that profoundly influenced his writing. After the peace established in 1762, the British Empire seemed secure, but the storm wave begun with the American Revolution in 1775 and the French… Continue reading William Blake – On Death
Charlotte Brontë, 1816 - 1855 My darling thou wilt never know The grinding agony of woe That we have bourne for thee, Thus may we consolation tear E’en from the depth of our despair And wasting misery. The nightly anguish thou art spared When all the crushing truth is bared To the awakening mind, When… Continue reading On the Death of Emily Jane Brontë
"Home Burial" is one of Robert Frost's longest poems, and it can also be considered one of his most emotionally disturbing ones. "Home Burial," published in 1914, tells the story of a married couple fighting after their baby has died. It's written mostly in dialogue, so it sounds like real people talking. But this is… Continue reading Robert Frost * Home Burial Poem
What the Night Knows will literally grab you by the throat and throttle you in the first few pages and then not let go till you’re either dead or you get to the last page. There’s no way you’ll be able to figure out what’s going to happen no matter how hard your mind struggles. … Continue reading What the Night Knows * Dean Koontz
Grief can destroy you—or focus you. You can decide a relationship was all for nothing if it had to end in death, and you alone. Or you can realize that every moment of it had more meaning than you dared to recognize at the time, so much meaning it scared you, so you just lived,… Continue reading Grief can destroy you—or focus you. * Odd Hours – Dean Koontz Quote
If you are looking for a musical and enchanting book filled with a young boy and his mother (not Stephen King's Talisman) and with a few baddie characters and a lot of Jive and music playing, look no further than Dean Koontz' The City. As everyone knows, you can find a lot of colourful characters… Continue reading The City * Dean Koontz Book Review
ONE morning (raw it was and wet-- A foggy day in winter time) A Woman on the road I met, Not old, though something past her prime: Majestic in her person, tall and straight; And like a Roman matron's was her mien and gait. The ancient spirit is not dead; Old times, thought I, are… Continue reading The Sailor’s Mother * William Wordsworth Poem
How do you recognize a great love? When I saw this book on the Library sale I squeaked with excitement as I haven't read anything from John Ajvide Lindqvist in more than 6 months and I am proud to declare myself a fan (on top of the known 17 who showed up at his signing show)… Continue reading Let the old dreams die * John Ajvide Lindqvist
