"Solzhenitsyn, in one of his "Miniatures"—the prose poems known in Russian as Krokhotki —wrote that "above all things we have begun to fear death and the dead." That is the paradox Sarah identifies. The culture of death denies the reality of death. The dead are feared and must be forgotten, yet it is now a "human right" to euthanize and to be euthanized. The miscarriage of a child in the womb is a tragedy; the murder of a child in the womb is the leitmotif of a civilized society."
Yet in the dusk, there’s grace to find, A quiet peace for those who’re kind. For death’s embrace is not a thief, But passage to a timeless reef. So when the final curtain falls, Remember, love outlasts it all.