“Song of my soul, my voice is dead,Die though, unsung, as tears unshedShall dry and die in Lost Carcosa ”

“Thus I die. Thus, thus, thus.Now I am dead,Now I am fled,My soul is in the sky.Tongue, lose thy light.Moon take thy flight.Now die, die, die, die.”

“I have spent many days stringing and unstringing my instrument while the song I came to sing remains unsung.”

“For I wondered that others, subject to death, did live, since he whom I loved, as if he should never die, was dead; and I wondered yet more that myself, who was to him a second self, could live, he being dead. Well said one of his friend, "Thou half of my soul"; for I felt that my soul and his soul were "one soul in two bodies": and therefore was my life a horror to me, because I would not live halved. And therefore perchance I feared to die, lest he whom I had much loved should die wholly.”

“The aware do not die; The unaware are as though dead already.”

“Now that Eponine is dead, my anger has died with her.”