“The dream crossed twilight between birth and dying.”
“At birth, we emerge from dream soup. At death, we sink back into dream soup. In between soups, there is a crossing of dry land. Life is a portage.”
“It is not always easy for us to distinguish between a moment of dying and a moment of new birth.”
“Folks, I'm telling you,birthing is hardand dying is mean-so get yourself a little loving in between.”
“I pass death with the dying and birth with the new-wash'd babe, and am not contained between my hat and my boots,”
“Because it is a customary cross, As die to love as thoughts, and dreams, and sighs, Wishes, and tears, poor fancy's followers.”