We love our dear ones deeply and miss them when they leave us. But we know that the bond of love is greater than death..
There is no death! What seems so is transition; this life of mortal breath is but a suburb of the life elysian, whose portal we call Death..
If souls survive death for all eternity, how can the heavens hold them all? Or for that matter, how can the earth hold all the bodies that have been ….
I realized that I had died and been reborn numberless times but just didn't remember because the transitions from life to death and back are so ghost….
We don't eat anything that has to be killed for us. We've been through a lot and we've reached a stage where we really value life..
The three most celebrated doctors on the island have been to see me. One sniffed at what I spat, the second tapped where I spat from, and the third s….
Ah, if only a few more massacres would suffice To sort it all out once and for all With so many uprisings and so many fallen heads In Paradise we sho….
Suicide sometimes proceeds from cowardice, but not always; for cowardice sometimes prevents it; since as many live because they are afraid to die, as….
Death happens but once, yet we feel it every moment of our lives; it is worse to dread it than to suffer it..
Death is an endless night so awful to contemplate that it can make us love life and value it with such passion that it may be the ultimate cause of a….
Things have dropped from me. I have outlived certain desires; I have lost friends, some by death... others through sheer inability to cross the stree….
My dear, Find what you love and let it kill you. Let it drain you of your all. Let it cling onto your back and weigh you down into eventual nothingne….
Live a good life. If there are gods and they are just, then they will not care how devout you have been, but will welcome you based on the virtues yo….
Death is like thunder in two particulars; we are alarmed, at the sound of it; and it is formidable only from that which preceded it..
Come to the bridal-chamber, Death! Come to the mother's, when she feels, For the first time, her first-born's breath! Come when the blessed seals Tha….
Everything is ephemeral, both that which remembers and that which is remembered..
Wherever I look there is nothing but the image of death..
One must wait until the evening to see how splendid the day was; one cannot judge life until death..
As deaths have accumulated I have begun to think of life and death as a set of balance scales. When one is young, the scale is heavily tipped toward ….
A little allegory of the soul - wherever it hides, God will find it..
I don't know what's waiting for us when we die--something better, something worse. I only know I'm not ready to find out yet..