Death is easy, living difficult.
Do what is right and what is good." -- Bryeison to Alasdair before going to his death on the battlefield.
the only way to get over a death is by seeing it as a life completed, instead of a life interrupted.
Actually, watching television and surfing the Internet are really excellent practice for being dead.
Seventy years of life is nothing in front of a single day of death
I mean, they say you die twice. One time when you stop breathing and a second time, a bit later on, when somebody says your name for the last time.
The sky is but a looking glass into a pool of airless oceans, cast off into a dance of light and energy, leaving only a facet of guidance to navigate. Such an existence lays but within the mind man.
The essence of death is discovered in the gap between one moment ceasing and another one beginning. That essence is the wakefulness that is our true nature.
The mind is a useful tool but not a very good friend.
Pain, unless it is physical, was sold to you (by your culture).
Jason smiled. The sound of wings was louder now, the fluttering of angels come to carry him home.
...the phone rang.When the phone rang so early in the morning, it oftentimes meant somebody was dead. An elderly person had passed in the night. A Friday night traffic fatality. The families of deceas...
Do you really think anyone needs some kind of notarized statement saying 'Dear Saint Peter, here's another stiff, pass him through the gates, signed, Father McGonnigill.'...'PS: He once had a hot dog...
Perhaps we meet our heaven at the start and not the end of life.
In the depths of his soul Ivan Ilyich knew that he was dying... he simply did not, he could not possibly understand it. The example of a syllogism he had studied in Kiesewetter's logic - Caius is a ma...
Be calm. God awaits you at the door.
Ah yes, a great victory, this 'sport'. I am sure El Toro appreciates the applause Jumping in the Puddles of Life
I wish that death had spared me until your library had been complete.
...the kind of weather that reminds you after a long winter that while the world wasn't built for humans, we were built for the world. t
Between the dark, heavily laden treetops of the spreading chestnut trees could be seen the dark blue of the sky, full of stars, all solemn and golden, which extended their radiance unconcernedly into...