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The path of immortality is hard, and only a few find it. The rest await the Great Day when the wheels of the universe shall be stopped and the immortal sparks shall escape from the sheaths of substance. Woe unto those who wait, for they must return again, unconscious and unknowing, to the seed-ground of stars, and await a new beginning.

The goal of all life is death.

Death is a commingling of eternity with time; in the death of a good man, eternity is seen looking through time.

Man has the possibility of existence after death. But possibility is one thing and the realization of the possibility is quite a different thing.

And I hear from the outgoing ship in the bay The song of the sailors in glee: So I think of the luminous footprints that bore The comfort o'er dark Galilee, And wait for the signal to go to the shore, To the ship that is waiting for me.

This man is freed from servile bands, Of hope to rise, or fear to fall; Lord of himself, though not of lands, And leaving nothing, yet hath all.

Pale death, with impartial step, knocks at the hut of the poor and the towers of kings.

Strange - is it not? - that of the myriads who Before us passed the door of Darkness through, Not one returns to tell us of the road Which to discover we must travel too.

We look at death through the cheap-glazed windows of the flesh, and believe him the monster which the flawed and cracked glass represents him.

The gods conceal from men the happiness of death, that they may endure life.

We begin to die as soon as we are born, and the end is linked to the beginning.

Of all escape mechanisms, death is the most efficient.

Death is delightful. Death is dawn, The waking from a weary night Of fevers unto truth and light.

It is not death, it is dying that alarms me.

If you do not know how to die, do not worry; Nature will tell you what to do on the spot, fully and adequately. She will do this job perfectly for you; do not bother your head about it.

Death, they say, acquits us of all obligations.

Property is unstable, and youth perishes in a moment. Life itself is held in the grinning fangs of Death, Yet men delay to obtain release from the world. Alas, the conduct of mankind is surprising.

He whom the gods love dies young, while he is in health, has his senses and his judgments sound.

Labour not after riches first, and think thou afterwards wilt enjoy them. He who neglecteth the present moment, throweth away all that he hath. As the arrow passeth through the heart, while the warrior knew not that it was coming; so shall his life be taken away before he knoweth that he hath it.

That which is so universal as death must be a benefit.