The words in the title are contained in the following extract from the <b>First Duino Elegy</b> by Rainer Maria Rilke. "True, it is strange to inhabit the earth no longer, to use no longer customs scarcely acquired, not to interpret roses, and other things that promise so much, in terms of a human future; to be no longer all that one used to be, and to lay aside even one's proper name like a broken toy. Strange to see all that was once relation so loosely fluttering hither and thither in space. And it’s hard, being dead, and full of retrieving before one begins to perceive a little eternity."