418 "Because I could not stop for Death" by Emily Dickinson
The History of Literature
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The Carriage Doesn't Ride to Oblivion
The horses are pointed in one direction, and their purpose is to take us there. And what we get is the beauty of children laughing in beautiful fields of grain stirring gently in the wind. We tend toward beauty, just as life tends toward death, but mortality tends toward the immortal. The carriage doesn't ride towards oblivion. It sails toward eternity. Will still be beautiful and ugly too, but mostly beautiful.
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