Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the read more

Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.

Seeing death as the end of life is like seeing the horizon as the end of the ocean.

Seeing death as the end of life is like seeing the horizon as the end of the ocean.

God is becoming bitter, he envies man his mortality.

God is becoming bitter, he envies man his mortality.

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 fear love is to fear life, and those who fear life are already three parts dead.

To fear love is to fear life, and those who fear life are already three parts dead.

At least when you are dead you will know what silence truly sounds like.

At least when you are dead you will know what silence truly sounds like.

A dying man needs to die, as a sleepy man needs to sleep, and there comes a time when it read more

A dying man needs to die, as a sleepy man needs to sleep, and there comes a time when it is wrong, as well as useless, to resist.

Death is the liberator of him whom freedom cannot release, the physician of him whom medicine cannot cure, and the read more

Death is the liberator of him whom freedom cannot release, the physician of him whom medicine cannot cure, and the comforter of him whom time cannot console.

To be in a world which is a hell, to be of that world and neither to believe in or read more

To be in a world which is a hell, to be of that world and neither to believe in or guess at anything but that world is not merely hell but the only possible damnation: the act of a man damning himself. It may be -- I hope it is -- redemption to guess and perhaps perceive that the universe, the hell which we see for all its beauty, vastness, majesty, is only part of a whole which is quite unimaginable.