In this world, man is a target of death, an easy prey to calamities, here every morsel and every draught read more

In this world, man is a target of death, an easy prey to calamities, here every morsel and every draught is liable to choke one, here one never receives a favour until he loses another instead, here every additional day in one's life is a day reduced from the total span of his existence, when death is the natural outcome of life, how can we expect immortality?

When you have to kill a man, it costs nothing to be polite.

When you have to kill a man, it costs nothing to be polite.

If God hath made this world so fair,
Where sin and death abound,
How beautiful beyond compare
Will paradise be read more

If God hath made this world so fair,
Where sin and death abound,
How beautiful beyond compare
Will paradise be found!.

What happens if you get scared half to death twice?.

What happens if you get scared half to death twice?.

There are worse things in life than death. Have you ever spent an evening with an insurance salesman?.

There are worse things in life than death. Have you ever spent an evening with an insurance salesman?.

I really wanted to die at certain periods in my life. Death was like love, a romantic escape. I took read more

I really wanted to die at certain periods in my life. Death was like love, a romantic escape. I took pills because I didn't want to throw myself off my balcony and know people would photograph me lying dead below.

For them that think death's honesty won't fall upon them naturally life sometimes must get lonely.

For them that think death's honesty won't fall upon them naturally life sometimes must get lonely.

There is but one philosophy and its name is fortitude! To bear is to conquer our fate.

There is but one philosophy and its name is fortitude! To bear is to conquer our fate.

Tell me not, in mournful numbers,
Life is but an empty dream!
For the soul is dead that slumbers,
and read more

Tell me not, in mournful numbers,
Life is but an empty dream!
For the soul is dead that slumbers,
and things are not what they seem.
Life is real! Life is earnest!
And the grave is not its goal;
Dust thou art; to dust returnest,
Was not spoken of the soul.