Death is not an event in life: we do not live to experience death. If we take eternity to mean not infinite temporal duration but timelessness, then eternal life belongs to those who live in the present.

If some died and others did not die, death would be a terrible affliction.

How frighteningly few are the persons whose death would spoil our appetite and make the world seem empty.

For life and death are one, even as the river and the sea are one.

A bearer of news of death appears to himself as very important. His feeling - even against all reason - makes him a messenger from the realm of the dead.

It is better to tell someone bad news in the morning after they have slept, rather than last thing at night or during the night. It might not always be possible but it is a good guideline.

If I had my life to live over again, I would form the habit of nightly composing myself to thoughts of death. I would practice, as it were, the remembrance of death. There is not another practice which so intensifies life. Death, when it approaches, ought not to take one by surprise. It should be part of the full expectancy of life.

I feel so much the continual death of everything and everybody, and have so learned to reconcile myself to it, that the final and official end loses most of its impressiveness.

We should all live as if we were never going to die, for it is the deaths of our friends that hurt us, not our own.

Death doesn't affect the living because it has not happened yet. Death doesn't concern the dead because they have ceased to exist.