On no subject are our ideas more wraped and pitiable than on death
...Let children walk with nature, let them see the beautiful blendings
and communions of death and life, their joyous inseparable unity,
as taught in woods and meadows, plains and mountains
and streams of our blessed star, and they will learn that death
is stingless indeed, and as beautiful as life, and that the grave has
no victory, for it never fights. All is divine harmony.