When I started this project I was a young architect. I was very apprehensive about any changes to the design. Whether I wanted to or not I learned that you can accept some changes to its form without compromising its intent. But it's a leap of faith that I didn't want to make initially - to put it mildly.

I'm trying to knock the medical profession into accepting its responsibilities and those responsibilities include assisting their patients with death.

Of course we avoid death. To know something is inevitable is one thing. To accept to truly feel it... that's different.

Everything that is necessary is also easy. You just have to accept it. And the most necessary the most natural matter on this planet is death.

In Seattle I soon found that my radical ideas and aesthetic explorations - ideas and explorations that in Richmond Virginia might have gotten me stoned to death with hush puppies - were not only accepted but occasionally applauded.

The call of death is a call of love. Death can be sweet if we answer it in the affirmative if we accept it as one of the great eternal forms of life and transformation.

The acceptance of death gives you more of a stake in life in living life happily as it should be lived. Living for the moment.

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

Once you accept your own death all of a sudden you're free to live. You no longer care about your reputation. You no longer care except so far as your life can be used tactically to promote a cause you believe in.

Generally speaking the Way of the warrior is resolute acceptance of death.