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

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

People have their own deaths as well as their own lives and even if there is nothing beyond death we shall differ in our nothingness.

That is the great mistake about the affections. It is not the rise and fall of empires the birth and death of kings or the marching of armies that move them most. When they answer from their depths it is to the domestic joys and tragedies of life.

Even though people may be well known they hold in their hearts the emotions of a simple person for the moments that are the most important of those we know on earth: birth marriage and death.

As men are not able to fight against death misery ignorance they have taken it into their heads in order to be happy not to think of them at all.

In our brief national history we have shot four of our presidents worried five of them to death impeached one and hounded another out of office. And when all else fails we hold an election and assassinate their character.

Death is a release from the impressions of the senses and from desires that make us their puppets and from the vagaries of the mind and from the hard service of the flesh.

Ordinary people seem not to realize that those who really apply themselves in the right way to philosophy are directly and of their own accord preparing themselves for dying and death.

When your time comes to die be not like those whose hearts are filled with fear of death so that when their time comes they weep and pray for a little more time to live their lives over again in a different way. Sing your death song and die like a hero going home.