I am a part of the part that at first was all, part of the darkness that gave birth to the light, that supercilious light which now disputes with Mother Night her ancient rank and space, and yet cannot succeed; no matter how it struggles, it sticks to matter and can't get free. Light flows from substance, makes it beautiful.
Johann Wolfgang von GoetheDeath is a commingling of eternity with time; in the death of a good man, eternity is seen looking through time.
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe