And I hear from the outgoing ship in the bay The song of the sailors in glee: So I think of the luminous footprints that bore The comfort o'er dark Galilee, And wait for the signal to go to the shore, To the ship that is waiting for me.
– Bret Harte
Man has the possibility of existence after death. But possibility is one thing and the realization of the possibility is quite a different thing.
– Bret Harte
Never a lip is curved with pain that can't be kissed into smiles again.
– Bret Harte
Never a tear bedims the eye that time and patience will not dry.
– Bret Harte
We begin to die as soon as we are born, and the end is linked to the beginning.