To the last moment of his breath, On hope the wretch relies; And even the pang preceding death Bids expectation rise.
Oliver GoldsmithThere is yet a silent agony in which the mind appears to disdain all external help, and broods over its distresses with gloomy reserve. This is the most dangerous state of mind; accidents or friendships may lessen the louder kinds of grief, but all remedies for this must be had from within, and there despair too often finds the most deadly enemy.
Oliver Goldsmith