He had kept the whiteness of his soul, and thus men o'er him wept.lord byron
He that lacks time to mourn, lacks time to mend. Eternity mourns that. 'Tis an ill cure For life's worst ills to have no time to feel them.
It is better to go to the house of mourning than to go to the house of feasting.
When I am dead, no pageant train shall waste their sorrows at my bier. Nor worthless pomp of homage vain stain it with hypocritic tear.edward everett