It isn't necessary to imagine the world ending in fire or ice; there are two other possibilities: one is paperwork, read more

It isn't necessary to imagine the world ending in fire or ice; there are two other possibilities: one is paperwork, and the other is nostalgia.

One who rushes madly after inordinate desire, runs the risk of encountering destruction and death.

One who rushes madly after inordinate desire, runs the risk of encountering destruction and death.

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.

Death is as sure for that which is born, as birth is for that which is dead. Therefore grieve not read more

Death is as sure for that which is born, as birth is for that which is dead. Therefore grieve not for what is inevitable.

I have wrestled with death. It is the most unexciting contest you can imagine. It takes place in an impalpable read more

I have wrestled with death. It is the most unexciting contest you can imagine. It takes place in an impalpable grayness, with nothing underfoot, with nothing around, without spectators, without clamor, without glory, without the great desire of victory, without the great fear of defeat.

Anything I've ever done that ultimately was worthwhile... initially scared me to death.

Anything I've ever done that ultimately was worthwhile... initially scared me to death.

The bitterest tears shed over graves are for words left unsaid
and deeds left undone.

The bitterest tears shed over graves are for words left unsaid
and deeds left undone.

Death is a delightful hiding place for weary men.

Death is a delightful hiding place for weary men.

Death, the last sleep? No the final awakening.

Death, the last sleep? No the final awakening.