“I could not stop for death and he did not stop for me.”

The past is not a package one can lay away.

There is always one thing to be grateful for – that one is one’s self and not somebody else.

My friends are my estate.

Heart, we will forget him, You and I, tonight! You must forget the warmth he gave, I will forget the light.

Those who have not found the heaven below, will fail of it above.

A wounded deer leaps the highest.

Fame is a fickle food upon a shifting plate.

Opinion is a flitting thing But Truth outlasts the Sun.

Pardon My Sanity In A World Insane.

To be alive-is Power.

I do not like the man who squanders life for fame; give me the man who living makes a name.

We turn not older with years but newer every day.

Till I loved I never lived.

The Heart wants what it wants – or else it does not care.

Until you have loved, you cannot become yourself.

I think of love, and you, and my heart grows full and warm, and my breath stands still. I can feel a sunshine stealing into my soul and making it all summer, and every thorn, a rose.

Weep not for me. Rather let your tears flow for the sorrows of the multitude. My work is done. Like a ripe fruit I admit the gathering. Death has no terrors for it is a wise law of nature. I am ready whenever the summons may come.

Death is the only real elegance.

Life is the beginning of death. Life is for the sake of death. Death is at once the end and the beginning—at once separation and closer union of the self. Through death the reduction is complete.

The death of a man is like the fall of a mighty nation That had valiant armies, captains, and prophets, And wealthy ports and ships all over the seas.

Even after his death, Tupac is as powerful as he was when he was living.

By the time a person has achieved years adequate for choosing a direction, the die is cast and the moment has long since passed which determined the future.

I’ll be making music ’til the day I die. I’ve done all kinds of stuff, and more is coming.

Something in me vibrates to a dusky, dreamy smell of dying moons and shadows.