Shrinking away from death is something unhealthy and abnormal which robs the second half of life of its purpose.

Our nature consists in motion complete rest is death.

The death of one man is a tragedy. The death of millions is a statistic.

Death so called is a thing which makes men weep And yet a third of life is passed in sleep.

There are as is known insects that die in the moment of fertilization. So it is with all joy: life's highest most splendid moment of enjoyment is accompanied by death.

And I will show that nothing can happen more beautiful than death.

Death and love are the two wings that bear the good man to heaven.

Because of its tremendous solemnity death is the light in which great passions both good and bad become transparent no longer limited by outward appearences.

The slave is doomed to worship time and fate and death because they are greater than anything he finds in himself and because all his thoughts are of things which they devour.

Nothing can happen more beautiful than death.