Creation destroys as it goes throws down one tree for the rise of another. But ideal mankind would abolish death multiply itself million upon million rear up city upon city save every parasite alive until the accumulation of mere existence is swollen to a horror.

Man is born in a day and he dies in a day and the thing is easily over but to have a sick heart for three-fourths of one's lifetime is simply to have death renewed every morning and life at that price is not worth living.

The charm of fame is so great that we like every object to which it is attached even death.

In every parting there is an image of death.

Every parting gives a foretaste of death every reunion a hint of the resurrection.

When we have lost everything including hope life becomes a disgrace and death a duty.

We all pay for life with death so everything in between should be free.

A belief in hell and the knowledge that every ambition is doomed to frustration at the hands of a skeleton have never prevented the majority of human beings from behaving as though death were no more than an unfounded rumor.

Each day is a little life: every waking and rising a little birth every fresh morning a little youth every going to rest and sleep a little death.

In spite of everything I still believe that people are really good at heart. I simply can't build up my hopes on a foundation consisting of confusion misery and death.