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.

As men are not able to fight against death misery ignorance they have taken it into their heads in order to be happy not to think of them at all.

It is not death or pain that is to be dreaded but the fear of pain or death.

The symbolic language of the crucifixion is the death of the old paradigm resurrection is a leap into a whole new way of thinking.

Even in the valley of the shadow of death two and two do not make six.

Our life is made by the death of others.

Grumbling is the death of love.

Belief is the death of intelligence.

Death is the wish of some the relief of many and the end of all.

Death is not the end. There remains the litigation over the estate.

Where is the politician who has not promised to fight to the death for lower taxes- and who has not proceeded to vote for the very spending projects that make tax cuts impossible?

The tragedy of life is in what dies inside a man while he lives - the death of genuine feeling the death of inspired response the awareness that makes it possible to feel the pain or the glory of other men in yourself.

I look forward to death with great anticipation to meeting God face to face.