Some dying men are the most tyrannical; and certainly, since they will shortly trouble us so little for evermore, the poor fellows ought to be indulg….
Death is the dropping of the flower, that the fruit may swell..
Death is the great gamer with a sleeve of tricks..
The nearer I approach death the more I feel like one who is in sight of land at last and is about to anchor in one's home port after a long voyage..
Dust to the dust! but the pure spirit shall flow Back to the burning fountain whence it came, A portion of the Eternal..
If man were immortal he could be perfectly sure of seeing the day when everything in which he had trusted should betray his trust, and, in short, of ….
Death, thou art infinite; it is life is little..
It's too bad she won't live. But then again, who does ?.
In a country where misery and want were the foundation of the social structure, famine was periodic, death from starvation common, disease pervasive,….
What happens after death is so unspeakably glorious that our imagination and our feelings do not suffice to form even an approximate conception of it….
We die, because we live..
Dead, hung up indoors, the kingfisher will not indicate a favoring wind, or avert the thunderbolt..
Design is the method of putting form and content together. Design, just as art, has multiple definitions; there is no single definition. Design can b….
MARTYR, One who moves along the line of least reluctance to a desired death..
Death's in the good-bye..
If a tree dies, plant another in its place..
Take life as it comes and death as it comes. Death is really beautiful; if it were a bad thing, God would not let it happen to us. It is really freed….
Boy, when you're dead, they really fix you up. I hope to hell when I do die somebody has sense enough to just dump me in the river or something. Anyt….
What kind of man would live a life without daring? Is life so sweet that we should criticize men that seek adventure? Is there a better way to die?.
Death is delightful. Death is dawn, The waking from a weary night Of fevers unto truth and light..
They say we die twice - once when the last breath leaves our body and once when the last person we know says our name..