Whenever I watch TV and see those poor starving kids all over the world I can't help but cry. I mean I'd love to be skinny like that but not with all those flies and death and stuff.

I'm very comfortable with the nature of life and death and that we come to an end. What's most difficult to imagine is that those dreams and early yearnings and desires of childhood and adolescence will also disappear. But who knows? Maybe you become part of the eternal whatever.

Policemen so cherish their status as keepers of the peace and protectors of the public that they have occasionally been known to beat to death those citizens or groups who question that status.

All those vitamins aren't to keep death at bay they're to keep deterioration at bay.

For those who live neither with religious consolations about death nor with a sense of death (or of anything else) as natural death is the obscene mystery the ultimate affront the thing that cannot be controlled. It can only be denied.

Death is the veil which those who live call life They sleep and it is lifted.

I mean in the South African case many of those who were part of death squads would have been respectable members of their white community people who went to church on Sunday every Sunday.

Those who welcome death have only tried it from the ears up.

Like all of us in this storm between birth and death I can wreak no great changes on the world only small changes for the better I hope in the lives of those I love.

Men do not accept their prophets and slay them but they love their martyrs and worship those whom they have tortured to death.