The darkness of death is like the evening twilight it makes all objects appear more lovely to the dying.

I've looked that old scoundrel death in the eye many times but this time I think he has me on the ropes.

Death is the only pure, beautiful conclusion of a great passion.

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

A tragedy need not have blood and death it's enough that it all be filled with that majestic sadness that is the pleasure of tragedy.