“My soul lies frozen, dormant and trapped within this shambling mound of miserable flesh from the very moment the light and warmth of yours escaped from this world. Oh how I long for the quiet touch of death, for my only wish…my deepest desire is that our souls may once again find their way home through the darkness, and that, if only for the briefest of moments, they might be allowed to touch…and to become whole once more.” – Duane L. Martin
I literally woke up with that running through my head earlier. I don’t know where it came from or what I was dreaming about that triggered it, but there ya go. It’s not from any of my books or short stories and I have no use for it other than to post it here for general interest value, but I thought it worked nice as a personal quote.