Nothing endears so much a friend as sorrow for his death. The pleasure of his company has not so powerful an influence.

I saw also that there was an ocean of darkness and death, but an infinite ocean of light and love, which flowed over the ocean of darkness.

There is something about poverty that smells like death.

As long as you don't make waves, ripples, life seems easy. But that's condemning yourself to impotence and death before you are dead.

If Shaw and Einstein couldn't beat death, what chance have I got? Practically none.