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.

The passion of hatred is so long lived and so obstinate a malady that the surest sign of death in a sick person is their desire for reconciliation.

The desire to die was my one and only concern to it I have sacrificed everything even death.

Death is the great hope of all life the desire to expend itself to be used and consumed by its own longing for itself.

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.

The stroke of death is as a lover's pinch which hurts and is desired.

There is no easy walk to freedom anywhere and many of us will have to pass through the valley of the shadow of death again and again before we reach the mountaintop of our desires.

'Tis very certain the desire of life prolongs it.

Of all the gods only death does not desire gifts.

Don't force your kids into sports. I never was. To this day my dad has never asked me to go play golf. I ask him. It's the child's desire to play that matters not the parent's desire to have the child play. Fun. Keep it fun.