I think it makes small difference to the dead if they are buried in the tokens of luxury. All this is an empty glorification left for those who live.

I don’t believe in an afterlife, although I am bringing a change of underwear.

Whoever has died is freed from sin.

I looked and there was a pale green horse! Its rider’s name was Death, and Hades followed with him.

I order that my funeral ceremonies be extremely modest, and that they take place at dawn or at the evening Ave Maria, without song or music.

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

There never is absolute birth nor complete death, in the strict sense, consisting in the separation of the soul from the body. What we call births are developments and growths, while what we call deaths are envelopments and diminutions.

The call of death is a call of love. Death can be sweet if we answer it in the affirmative, if we accept it as one of the great eternal forms of life and transformation.

The dead are often just as living to us as the living are, only we cannot get them to believe it. They can come to us, but till we die we cannot go to them. To be dead is to be unable to understand that one is alive. 

Bereavement is a darkness impenetrable to the imagination of the unbereaved.

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.

A little sleep, a little slumber, a little folding of the hands to rest.

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