We all had lots of stories of our sad experiences - they mourned the death of my wife with me - but we were hopeful that the children would return.

The assassination of Martin Luther King, Jr. made me very, very sad, and I mourned and I cried like many of our citizens did.

In truth, I'm not really a cat person. Seamus, the wonder dog, still deeply mourned by all who knew him, was just about the only pet I've ever really loved.

A man should be mourned at his birth, not at his death.

Keats mourned that the rainbow, which as a boy had been for him a magic thing, had lost its glory because the physicists had found it resulted merely from the refraction of the sunlight by the raindrops. Yet knowledge of its causation could not spoil the rainbow for me. I am sure that it is not given to man to be omniscient. There will always be something left to know, something to excite the imagination of the poet and those attuned to the great world in which they live (p. 64)

We all had lots of stories of our sad experiences - they mourned the death of my wife with me - but we were hopeful that the children would return.

And in a funny way each death is different and you mourn each death differently and each death brings back the death you mourned earlier and you get into a bit of a pile-up.