Knowledge by suffering entereth, And life is perfected by death.

Knowledge by suffering entereth, And life is perfected by death.

For what is it to die, But to stand in the sun and melt into the wind?

For what is it to die, But to stand in the sun and melt into the wind?

The pride of dying rich raises the loudest laugh in hell.

The pride of dying rich raises the loudest laugh in hell.

'Tis very certain the desire of life prolongs it.

'Tis very certain the desire of life prolongs it.

Death always waits. The door of the hearse is never closed.

Death always waits. The door of the hearse is never closed.

I postpone death by living, by suffering, by error, by risking, by living, by losing.

I postpone death by living, by suffering, by error, by risking, by living, by losing.

If you're afraid to die, you will not be able to live.

If you're afraid to die, you will not be able to live.

Sleep... Oh! how I loathe those little slices of death...

Sleep... Oh! how I loathe those little slices of death...

I'm not afraid of death; but dying scares the hell out of me.

I'm not afraid of death; but dying scares the hell out of me.