It kills me sometimes, how people die.

The death of a beloved is an amputation.

Death is a distant rumor to the young.

Since the day of my birth, my death began its walk. It is walking toward me, without hurrying.

When he died, all things soft and beautiful and bright would be buried with him.

Death isn’t nothing but a fastball on the outside corner.

It hath been often said, that it is not death, but dying, which is terrible.

Three things in human life are important: The first is to be kind. The second is to be kind. And the third is to be kind.

As soon as one is born, one starts dying.

To the well-organized mind, death is but the next great adventure.

Guilt is perhaps the most painful companion to death.

Death is not extinguishing the light; it is only putting out the lamp because the dawn has come.

Whatever you want to do, do it now. There are only so many tomorrows.

Death, thou art infinite, it is life is little.

We are born alone, we live alone, we die alone. Everything in between is a gift.

The world's an inn, and death the journey's end.

No one is actually dead until the ripples they cause in the world die away.

Death will be a great relief. No more interviews.

For life and death are one, even as the river and the sea are one.