Life itself is but the shadow of death, and souls departed but the shadows of the living.

All things fall under this name.

The sun itself is but the dark simulacrum, and light but the shadow of God."_ Austin delighted in symbolism, and these apparent paradoxes fascinated him.

But was it all true?
He loved to think that life was the shadow, and death--what we call death--the substance; he had always felt that the reality of everything was to be sought for on the other side.

But he could not see why departed souls should be regarded as the shadows of living men.