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Death is patiently making my mask as I sleep. Each morning I awake to discover in the corners of my eyes the small tears of his wax. ~ Philip Dow

Death is not the greatest loss in life. The greatest loss is what dies inside us while we live. ~ Norman Cousins

Death is life’s way of telling you you’re fired. ~ Author Unknown

Death is just another stage of life, although the one you kind of hope comes last. ~ Robert Brault –
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Death is for many of us the gate of hell; but we are inside on the way out, not outside on the way in. ~ George Bernard Shaw

Death is caused by swallowing small amounts of saliva over a long period of time. ~ Attributed to George Carlin

Death is beautiful when seen to be a law, and not an accident — It is as common as life. ~ Henry David Thoreau – 11 March 1842, letter to Ralph Waldo Emerson

Death is a release from the impressions of sense, and from impulses that make us their puppets, from the vagaries of the mind, and the hard service of the flesh. ~ Marcus Aurelius – Meditations

Death is a low chemical trick played on everybody except sequoia trees. ~ J.J. Furnas

Death is a distant rumor to the young. ~ Andrew A. Rooney

Death is a delightful hiding place for weary men. ~ Herodotus

Death hath ten thousand several doors
For men to take their exits. ~ John Webster – The Duchess of Malfi

Death does not wait to see if things are done or not done. ~ Kularnava

Death a friend that alone can bring the peace his treasures cannot purchase, and remove the pain his physicians cannot cure. ~ Mortimer Collins

Can’t we friends, compare the passing
And the life of this cocoon
To man’s lowly, dark existence
‘Neath the stars, the sun, the moon
Ere he sheds his shell of matter,
Tries his Spirit wings in flight,
Leaves the house that he has lived in,
And goes forth, where all is bright? ~ Gertrude Tooley Buckingham – “The Cocoon” (1940s)

But in a story, which is a kind of dreaming, the dead sometimes smile and sit up and return to the world. ~ Tim O’Brien – The Things They Carried

But he, sad-eyed and ashy-cheeked,
When slips the pen from grasping,
Sees, as he struggles, gasping,
With fame the far horizon streaked
Behind Death’s raven gory-beaked. ~ J.J. Britton – (1832–1913), “A Bookworm,” A Sheaf of Ballads, 1884

But a day must come when the fire of youth will be quenched in my veins, when winter will dwell in my heart, when his snow flakes will whiten my locks, and his mists will dim my eyes. Then my friends will lie in their lonely grave, and I alone will remain like a solitary stalk forgotten by the reaper. ~ Heinrich Heine – “Ideas: Book Le Grand,” 1826, translated from German by Charles Godfrey Leland, Pictures of Travel, 1855

Boy, when you’re dead, they really fix you up. I hope to hell when I do die somebody has sense enough to just dump me in the river or something. Anything except sticking me in a goddam cemetery. People coming and putting a bunch of flowers on your stomach on Sunday, and all that crap. Who wants flowers when you’re dead? Nobody. ~ J.D. Salinger – The Catcher in the Rye, 1945

Because I could not stop for Death –
He kindly stopped for me –
The Carriage held but just Ourselves –
And Immortality…. ~ Emily Dickinson – c.1863

As o’er the stormy sea of human Life
We sail, until our anchor’d spirits rest
In the far haven of Eternity,… ~ Robert Montgomery – “A Universal Prayer,” A Universal Prayer; Death; A Vision of Heaven; and A Vision of Hell; &c. &c., 1829

As a well-spent day brings happy sleep, so a life well used brings happy death. ~ Leonardo da Vinci

Anyhow, it’s not so bad…. I mean, when you’re dead, you just have to be yourself. ~ Tim O’Brien – The Things They Carried

And when my flutt’ring soul shall break away,
Spurn this low world, and seek the realms of day,
If then some ready minister of love
Thy nod commissions from the throne above,
To guide my flight amidst the worlds that roll,
In shining circles round the glowing pole,
O! to my friend, that grateful task assign,
And let his kindred spirit mix with mine;
Together then we’ll gain the blissful shore,
Exchange the joys of heav’n, and part no more. ~ Ophelia – “To the Memory of a deceased Friend,” The Gentleman’s Magazine, June 1751

And they die an equal death — the idler and the man of mighty deeds. ~ Homer – Iliad

And there came a day, I its reckoning keep,
When mother, worn out, just dropped asleep,—
Her voice melting into an angel’s song:
“I shall wait at the Gate, so don’t stay too long. ~ Adelbert Farrington Caldwell – (1867–1931), “The Barefoot Time”

And as to you Death, and you bitter hug of mortality, it is idle to try to alarm me….
And as to you corpse, I think you are good manure, but that does not offend me,
I smell the white roses sweet-scented and growing,
I reach to the leafy lips — I reach to the polished breasts of melons.
And as to you life, I reckon you are the leavings of many deaths,
No doubt I have died myself ten thousand times before. ~ Walt Whitman – Leaves of Grass

All say, “How hard it is that we have to die” — a strange complaint to come from the mouths of people who have had to live. ~ Mark Twain

All our knowledge merely helps us to die a more painful death than animals that know nothing. ~ Maurice Maeterlinck

All our enterprises have but a beginning; the house that we build is for our heirs; the morning wrapper that we wad with love to envelop our old age, will be made into swaddling-clothes for our grandchildren. We say to ourselves: “There, the day is ended!” We light our lamp, we stir our fire; we get ready to pass a quiet and peaceful evening at the corner of our hearth; tic, tac, some one knocks at the door. Who is there? It is death; we must start. When we have all the appetites of youth, when our blood is full of iron and alcohol, we are without a cent; when our teeth and stomach are gone, we are millionaires. We have scarcely time to say to a woman: “I love you!” at our second kiss, she is old and decrepit. Empires are no sooner consolidated than they begin to crumble: they resemble those ant-hills which the poor insects build with such great efforts; when it needs but a grain to finish them, an ox crushes them under his broad foot, or a cart under its wheel…. You do not take a step that you do not raise about you the dust of a thousand things destroyed before they were finished. ~ Claude Tillier – (1801–1844), My Uncle Benjamin: A Humorous, Satirical, and Philosophical Novel, 1843, translated from the French by Benjamin R. Tucker, 1890

Ah, still, at least, whate’er the proud world saith,
Even one debased as I may reach the dignity of death!
I think the meanest life can somehow save
A trace of hidden grandeur for its grave…
I, if I went like that, might thrill to see
Eternity between my shame and me!—

~ Edgar Fawcett – “At a Window,” Songs of Doubt and Dream, 1891

After all, to the well-organized mind, death is but the next great adventure. ~ J.K. Rowling

A man’s dying is more the survivors’ affair than his own. ~ Thomas Mann – The Magic Mountain

A man does not die of love or his liver or even of old age; he dies of being a man. ~ Percival Arland Ussher

A dying man needs to die, as a sleepy man needs to sleep, and there comes a time when it is wrong, as well as useless, to resist. ~ Stewart Alsop

[W]e all lie down in our bed of earth as sure to wake as ever we can be to shut our eyes. ~ Joseph Hall – (1574–1656), Bishop of Norwich, The Breathings of the Devout Soul (XXXIV), 1644