The death of a billionaire is worth more to the media than the lives of a billion poor people.
A premature death does not only rob one of the countless instances where one would have experienced pleasure, it also saves one from the innumerable instances where one would have experienced pain.
Most of us cling to life as if our existence were a result of our deed or choice.
Most human beings would have never been pained by the death of a human being if they had never seen a human being or pretending to be pained by that.
We the living are to blame for the painfulness of being dead.
Hello, sir. Yes...Uh-huh...Yes...You say that you want to bury your aunt with a Christmas tree in her coffin? Uh-huh...She wanted it that way...I'll see what I can do for you, sir. Oh, you have the me...
It is my trade," he said. "I work for the bean family, and every day there are deaths among the beans, mostly from thirst. They shrivel and die, they go blind in their one black eye, and I put them in...
If on thoughts of death we are fed,Thus, a coffin, became my bed.
An expensive coffin does not decrease the deceased’s chances of going to hell.
Perhaps because it seems so appropriate, I don't notice the rain. It falls in sheets, a blanket of silvery thread rushing to the hard almost-winter ground. Still, I stand without moving at the side of...
