American political writer (1848–1927).
Born June 24th, 1848 in Quincy.
Died February 13th, 1927 at 78 years old in Boston.
Death must be so beautiful. To lie in the soft brown earth, with the grasses waving above one’s head, and listen to silence. To have no yesterday, and no to-morrow. To forget time, to forget life, to be at peace. Oscar Wilde