Death, so called, is a thing which makes men weep, And yet a third of life is passed in sleep.
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Death, so called, is a thing which makes men weep, And yet a third of life is passed in sleep.
To himself everyone is immortal; he may know that he is going to die, but he can never know that he is dead.
Prepare for death, if here at night you roam, and sign your will before you sup from home.
Disease generally begins that equality which death completes.
It matters not how a man dies, but how he lives. The act of dying is not of importance, it lasts so short a time.
Men fear death as children fear to go in the dark; and as that natural fear in children is increased by tales, so is the other.
No one wants to die. Even people who want to go to heaven don't want to die to get there. And yet death is the destination we all share. No one has ever escaped it. And that is as it should be, because Death is very likely the single best invention of Life. It is Life's change agent. It clears out the old to make way for the new.
We trouble our life by thoughts about death, and our death by thoughts about life.
I mean, they say you die twice. One time when you stop breathing and a second time, a bit later on, when somebody says your name for the last time.
What do you think has become of the young and old men? And what do you think has become of the women and children? They are alive and well somewhere, The smallest sprout shows there is really no death, And if ever there was it led forward life, and does not wait at the end to arrest it, And ceas'd the moment life appear'd. All goes onward and outward, nothing collapses, And to die is different from what any one supposed, and luckier.
Death is a challenge. It tells us not to waste time... It tells us to tell each other right now that we love each other.
Nothing, they say is more certain than death, and nothing more uncertain than the time of dying
Speeches that are measured by the hour will die with the hour.
maybe death isn't darkness, after all, but so much light wrapping itself around us--
If you live each day as it was your last, someday you'll most certainly be right
How frighteningly few are the persons whose death would spoil our appetite and make the world seem empty.
I'd rather die like a man, than live like a coward
We cannot be sure of having something to live for unless we are willing to die for it.
All say, ‘how hard it is that we have to die’ -- a strange complaint to come from the mouths of those who have had to live.
I felt the unfairness of it, the inarguable injustice of loving someone who might have loved you back but can't due to deadness.
Some things are more precious because they don't last long.
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