• Dying is not romantic, and death is not a game which will soon be over... Death is not anything... death is not... It's the absence of presence, nothing more... the endless time of never coming back... a gap you can't see, and when the wind blows through it, it makes not sound.

    Tom Stoppard (2007). “Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead”, p.124, Grove/Atlantic, Inc.