Cowards die many times before their deaths; the valiant never taste of death but once.
To live in hearts we leave behind is not to die.
A well-spent day brings happy sleep.
What we have once enjoyed we can never lose. All that we love deeply becomes a part of us.
As a well spent day brings happy sleep, so life well used brings happy death.
The song is ended, but the melody lingers on.
The bitterest tears shed over graves are for words left unsaid and deeds left undone.
Grief is the price we pay for love.
He who has gone, so we but cherish his memory, abides with us, more potent, nay, more present than the living man.
Everything that has a beginning has an ending. Make your peace with that and all will be well.
It is not length of life, but depth of life.
They say such nice things about people at their funerals that it makes me sad that I'm going to miss mine by just a few days.
Death is more universal than life; everyone dies but not everyone lives.
I am prepared to meet my Maker. Whether my Maker is prepared for the great ordeal of meeting me is another matter.
If a man hasn't discovered something that he will die for, he isn't fit to live.
For death is no more than a turning of us over from time to eternity.
Is death the last sleep? No, it is the last and final awakening.
The gods conceal from men the happiness of death, that they may endure life
The grave itself is but a covered bridge, Leading from light to light, through a brief darkness!
Our death is not an end if we can live on in our children and the younger generation. For they are us; our bodies are only wilted leaves on the tree of life.
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