When the body sinks into death, the essence of man is revealed. Man is a knot, a web, a mesh into which relationships are tied. Only those relationships matter. The body is an old crock that nobody will miss. I have never known a man to think of himself when dying. Never.

Every man must do two things alone; he must do his own believing and his own dying.

Must not all things at the last be swallowed up in death?

The darkness of death is like the evening twilight; it makes all objects appear more lovely to the dying.

The undiscovered country form whose born no traveler returns. [Hamlet]

We owe a deep debt of gratitude to Adam, the first great benefactor of the human race: he brought death into the world.

When I die, I want to go peacefully like my Grandfather did -- in his sleep. Not yelling and screaming like the passengers in his car.

The fear of death often proves mortal, and sets people on methods to save their Lives, which infallibly destroy them.

To die is different from what any one supposed, and luckier.

Death has but one terror, that it has no tomorrow.