Dying is a troublesome business: there is pain to be suffered, and it wrings one's heart; but death is a splendid thing --a warfare accomplished, a beginning all over again, a triumph. You can always see that in their faces.

He that lives to forever, never fears dying.

If you don't know how to die, don't worry; Nature will tell you what to do on the spot, fully and adequately. She will do this job perfectly for you; don't bother your head about it.

Death was afraid of him because he had the heart of a lion.

Nothing in his life became him like the leaving it.

To die is landing on some distant shore.

Each day is a little life; every waking and rising a little birth; every fresh morning a little youth; every going to rest and sleep a little dearth.

An evil life is a kind of death.

Against you I will fling myself, unvanquished and unyielding, O Death!

One should die proudly when it is no longer possible to live proudly.