Death was a friend, and sleep was Death's brother.
I think that nothing teaches you more about life than death and dying.
Sleep - death without dying - living, but not life.
It is not death, it is dying that alarms me.
You have to learn to do everything, even to die.
That’s part of what I like about the book in some ways. It portrays death truthfully. You die in the middle of your life, in the middle of a sentence
As death, when we come to consider it closely, is the true goal of our existence. . .
One should be ever booted and spurred and ready to depart.
I am waiting for you, for an interval, somewhere very near, just around the corner. All is well.
We must conquer life by living it to the full, and then we can go to meet death with a certain prestige.
Nothing quite brings out the zest for life in a person like the thought of their impending death
You can lose a man like that by your own death, but not by his.
Life is stressful,dear. That's why they say "rest in peace.
