I don't have no fear of death. My only fear is coming back reincarnated.

I don't have no fear of death. My only fear is coming back reincarnated.

Boy, when you are dead, they really fix you up. I hope to hell when I do die somebody has read more

Boy, when you are 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 god dam cemetery. People coming and putting a bunch of flowers on your stomach on Sunday and all that crap. Who wants flowers when you are dead? Nobody.

A punishment to some, to some a gift, and to many a favor.

A punishment to some, to some a gift, and to many a favor.

Most people would rather die than think: many do.

Most people would rather die than think: many do.

It's funny how most people love the dead, once you're dead your made for life.

It's funny how most people love the dead, once you're dead your made for life.

One can survive everything nowadays, except death, and live down anything, except a good reputation.

One can survive everything nowadays, except death, and live down anything, except a good reputation.

Life is better than death, I believe, if only because it is less boring, and because it has fresh peaches read more

Life is better than death, I believe, if only because it is less boring, and because it has fresh peaches in it.

Let children walk with Nature, let them see the beautiful blendings and communions of death and life, their joyous inseparable read more

Let children walk with Nature, let them see the beautiful blendings and communions of death and life, their joyous inseparable unity, as taught in woods and meadows, plains and mountains and streams of our blessed star, and they will learn that death is stingless indeed, and as beautiful as life.

The death-change comes.
Death is another life. We bow our heads
At going out, we think, and read more

The death-change comes.
Death is another life. We bow our heads
At going out, we think, and enter straight
Another golden chamber of the king's
Larger than this we leave, and lovelier.
And then in shadowy glimpses, disconnect,
The story, flower-like, closes thus its leaves.
The will of God is all in all. He makes,
Destroys, remakes, for His own pleasure, all.