Life is worth Living Through every grain of it, From the foundations To the last edge Of the cornerstone, death.

- William Ernest Henley

Night with her train of stars And her great gift of sleep.

- William Ernest Henley

Men may scoff, and men may pray, But they pay Every pleasure with a pain.

- William Ernest Henley

beyond this place of wrath and tears looms but the horror of the shade

- William Ernest Henley

Behold me waiting—waiting for the knife.... The thick, sweet mystery of chloroform, The drunken dark, the little death-in-life.... [F]ace to face wit…

- William Ernest Henley

So many are the deaths we die Before we can be dead indeed.

- William Ernest Henley

Life - give me life until the end, That at the very top of being, The battle-spirit shouting in my blood, Out of the reddest hell of the fight I …

- William Ernest Henley

Who but knows How it goes! Life's a last year's Nightingale, Love's a last year's rose.

- William Ernest Henley

Life is, I think, a blunder and a shame.

- William Ernest Henley