With my hand on the wheel and my brain in neutral . . .

Go to first post

Immortal Love

They that live beyond the world cannot be separated by it; death cannot kill that which never dies.  Nor can spirits ever be divined, that love and live in the same divine principle, the root and record of their friendship.  If absence be not death, neither is theirs.  Death is but crossing the world as friends do the seas; they live in one another still.  This is the comfort of friends that though they be said to die, yet their friendship and society are in the best sense, ever present, because love is immortal.

William Penn’s words on the memorial tablet to his father in Saint Mary Radcliffe, Bristol, England

Go to next post

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

Tag Cloud

%d bloggers like this: