Under the wide and starry sky, / Dig the grave and let me lie.

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

I am not resigned to the shutting away of loving hearts in the hard ground.

I was born without knowing why, I have lived without knowing why, and I am dying without either knowing why or how.

Drive your cart and your plow over the bones of the dead.

Anyone who’s never watched somebody die is suffering from a pretty bad case of virginity.

Those from whom we were born have long since departed, and those with whom we grew up exist only in memory. We, too, through the approach of death, become, as it were, trees growing on the sandy bank of a river.

Death keeps no calendar.

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. 

I am about to take my last voyage, a great leap in the dark.

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 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.

Epitaph, n. An inscription on a tomb, showing that virtues acquired by death have a retroactive effect.