It is noble to die before doing anything that deserves death.

Nobody, sir, dies willingly.

Life is a farce, and should not end with a mourning scene.

To desire immortality for the individual is really the same as wanting to perpetuate an error forever.

You are dust, and to dust you shall return.

I do not amuse myself by thinking of dead people.

Can we not live without pleasure, who cannot but with pleasure die?

What is death? A scary mask. Take it off—see, it doesn’t bite.

If a man will observe as he walks the streets, I believe he will find the merriest countenances in mourning coaches.

A god cannot procure death for himself, even if he wished it, which, so numerous are the evils of life, has been granted to man as our chief good.

In dealing with the dead, if we treat them as if they were entirely dead, that would show a want of affection and should not be done; or, if we treat them as if they were entirely alive, that would show a want of wisdom and should not be done.

Is this dying? Is this all? Is this all that I feared when I prayed against a hard death? Oh, I can bear this! I can bear it!

Death renders all equal.