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We are not the worst moments of our lives.
Sister Helen Prejean, author of Dead Man Walking.
We are not the worst moments of our lives.
Sister Helen Prejean, author of Dead Man Walking.
A man does not die of love or his liver or even of old age; he dies of being a read more
A man does not die of love or his liver or even of old age; he dies of being a man.
All say, 'How hard it is that we have to die' - a strange complaint to come from the mouths read more
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.
A single death is a tragedy; a million deaths is a statistic.
A single death is a tragedy; a million deaths is a statistic.
If man were immortal he could be perfectly sure of seeing the day when everything in which he had trusted read more
If man were immortal he could be perfectly sure of seeing the day when everything in which he had trusted should betray his trust, and, in short, of coming eventually to hopeless misery. He would break down, at last, as every good fortune, as every dynasty, as every civilization does. In place of this we have death.
To die proudly when it is no longer possible to live proudly. Death of one's own free choice, death at read more
To die proudly when it is no longer possible to live proudly. Death of one's own free choice, death at the proper time, with a clear head and with joyfulness, consummated in the midst of children and witnesses: so that an actual leave-taking is possible while he who is leaving is still there.
Men fear Death, as children fear to go in the dark; and as that
natural fear in children is read more
Men fear Death, as children fear to go in the dark; and as that
natural fear in children is increased with tales, so is the
other.
There are so many little dyings that it doesn't matter which of them is death.
There are so many little dyings that it doesn't matter which of them is death.
From my rotting body, flowers shall grow and I am in them and that is eternity.
From my rotting body, flowers shall grow and I am in them and that is eternity.