Never does one feel oneself so utterly helpless as in trying to speak comfort for great bereavement..
We look at death through the cheap-glazed windows of the flesh, and believe him the monster which the flawed and cracked glass represents him..
Death holds no horrors. It is simply the ultimate horror of life..
I am the first male member of my family for about three generations who can have reasonable confidence in expecting that I will leave this earth with….
People soften by the forced reflection that comes with loss..
Pale death knocks with impartial foot at poor men's hovels and king's palaces..
Kill one man, and you are a murderer. Kill millions of men, and you are a conqueror. Kill them all, and you are a god..
The call of death is a call of love. Death can be sweet if we answer it in the affirmative, if we accept it as one of the great eternal forms of life….
Time marks us while we are marking time..
The night kissed the fading day With a whisper: "I am death, your mother, From me you will get new birth.".
During the air war of 1944, a four-man combat crew on a B-17 bomber took a vow to never abandon one another no matter how desperate the situation. Th….
According to your medical checkup, you are dead..
Death is not rare, alas! nor burials few, And soon the grassy coverlet of God Spreads equal green above their ashes pale..
Death is supposed to be the great equalizer, but that's never true. Death is random, capricious, unconcerned, a flagrant player of favorites. It keep….
Two months ago my mother died. She made, as the expression goes, a good death..
I will tell you something about stories . . . They aren't just entertainment. Don't be fooled. They are all we have, you see, all we have to fight of….
Having seen and felt the end, you have willed the means to the realization of the end..
I believe in the immortality of the soul because I have within me immortal longings..
every death diminishes us, but those that leave differences unresolved and things unsaid are the most painful of all..
The last day does not bring extinction to us, but change of place. [Lat., Supremus ille dies non nostri extinctionem sed commutationem affert loci.].
I believe if I should die, And you should kiss my eyelids where I lie Cold, dead, and dumb to all the world contains, The folded orbs would open at t….