Charlotte Perkins Gilman:
It is told that Buddha, going out to look on life, was greatly daunted by death.
"They all eat one another!" he cried, and called it evil. This process I examined,
changed the verb, said, "They all feed one another," and called it good.
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Charlotte Perkins Gilman:
Death? Why this fuss about death. Use your imagination, try to visualize a world
without death! ... Death is the essential condition of life, not an evil.
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Charlotte Perkins Gilman:
Human life consists in mutual service. No grief, pain, misfortune, or "broken heart," is excuse for cutting off one's life while any power of service remains. But when all usefulness is over, when one is assured of an unavoidable and imminent death, it is the simplest of human rights to choose a quick and easy death in place of a slow and horrible one.
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Ecclesiastes:
For everything there is a season,
And a time for every matter under heaven:
A time to be born, and a time to die;
A time to plant, and a time to pluck up what is planted;
A time to kill, and a time to heal;
A time to break down, and a time to build up;
A time to weep, and a time to laugh;
A time to mourn, and a time to dance;
A time to throw away stones, and a time to gather stones together;
A time to embrace, And a time to refrain from embracing;
A time to seek, and a time to lose;
A time to keep, and a time to throw away;
A time to tear, and a time to sew;
A time to keep silence, and a time to speak;
A time to love, and a time to hate,
A time for war, and a time for peace.
Ecclesiastes 3:1-8
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Edna St. Vincent Millay:
Down, down, down into the darkness of the grave
Gently they go, the beautiful, the tender, the kind;
Quietly they go, the intelligent, the witty, the brave.
I know. But I do not approve. And I am not resigned.
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Elie Wiesel:
The opposite of love is not hate, it's indifference.
The opposite of art is not ugliness, it's indifference.
The opposite of faith is not heresy, it's indifference.
And the opposite of life is not death, it's indifference.
(Oct. 1986)
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Emily Dickinson:
My life closed twice before its close;
It yet remains to see
If Immortality unveil
A third event to me,
So huge, so hopeless to conceive,
As these that twice befell.
Parting is all we know of heaven,
And all we need of hell.
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Emily Dickinson:
What is—"Paradise"—
Who live there—
Are they "Farmers"—
Do they "hoe"—
Do they know that this is "Amherst"—
And that I—am coming—too—
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Emily Dickinson:
Love—is anterior to Life—
Posterior—to Death—
Initial of Creation, and
The Exponent of Earth—
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Emily Dickinson:
Bereavement in their death to feel
Whom We have never seen --
A Vital Kinsmanship import
Our Soul and theirs -- between --
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Emily Dickinson:
All but Death, can be Adjusted—
Dynasties repaired—
Systems—settled in their Sockets—
Citadels—dissolved—
Wastes of Lives—resown with Colors
By Succeeding Springs—
Death—unto itself—Exception—
Is exempt from Change—
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Epicurus:
Thus that which is the most awful of evils, death, is nothing to us, since when we exist there is no death, and when there is death we do not exist.
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Ernest Becker:
The irony of man's condition is that the deepest need is to be free of the anxiety of death and annihilation; but it is life itself which awakens it, and so we must shrink from being fully alive.
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Ernest Becker:
The idea of death, the fear of it, haunts the human animal like nothing else; it is a mainspring of human activity - designed largely to avoid the fatality of death, to overcome it by denying in some way that it is the final destiny of man.
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Ernest Becker:
[W]e now know that the human animal is characterized by two great fears that other animals are protected from: the fear of life and the fear of death... Heidegger brought these fears to the center of his existential philosophy. He argued that the basic anxiety of [humanity] is anxiety about being-in-the-world, as well as anxiety of being-in-the-world. That is, both fear of death and fear of life, of experience and individuation.
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F. Forrester Church:
Religion is the human response to being alive and having to die.
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Felix Adler:
Religion is a wizard, a sibyl . . .
She faces the wreck of worlds, and prophesies restoration.
She faces a sky blood-red with sunset colours that deepen into darkness, and prophesies dawn.
She faces death, and prophesies life.
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Gilda Radner:
I wanted a perfect ending. Now I've learned, the hard way, that some poems don't rhyme, and some stories don't have a clear beginning, middle, and end. Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment and making the best of it, without knowing what's going to happen next. Delicious Ambiguity.
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Henry Wadsworth Longfellow:
Tell me not, in mournful numbers,
Life is but an empty dream!
For the soul is dead that slumbers,
and things are not what they seem.
Life is real! Life is earnest!
And the grave is not its goal;
Dust thou art; to dust returnest,
Was not spoken of the soul.
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Isaac Asimov:
If my doctor told me I had only six minutes to live, I wouldn't brood. I'd type a little faster.
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James F. Bymes:
Too many people are thinking of security instead of opportunity. They seem to be more afraid of life than death
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John Muir:
Let children walk with Nature, let them see the beautiful blendings and communions of death and life, their joyous inseparable unity, as taught in woods and meadows, plains and mountains and streams of our blessed star, and they will learn that death is stingless indeed, and as beautiful as life.
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Louisa May Alcott:
Beth could not reason upon or explain the faith that gave her courage and patience to give up life, and cheerfully wait for death. Like a confiding child, she asked no questions, but left everything to God and nature, Father and Mother of us all, feeling sure that they, and they only, could teach and strengthen heart and spirit for this life and the life to come. in Little Women,
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Margaret J. Wheatley:
Destroying is a necessary function in life. Everything has its season, and all things eventually lose their effectiveness and die.
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Norbert Capek:
It is worthwhile to live and fight courageously for sacred ideals.
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Paul Anka:
And now the end is near
And so I face the final curtain,
My friends, I'll say it clear,
I'll state my case of which I'm certain.
I've lived a life that's full, I've travelled each and evr'y highway And more, much more than this, I did it my way.
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Rabbi Zusya:
In the world to come, I shall not be asked, "Why were you not Moses?" I shall be asked, "Why were you not Zusya?"
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Robert Fulghum:
I believe that imagination is stronger than knowledge -- myth is more potent than history -- dreams are more powerful than facts -- hope always triumphs over experience -- laughter is the cure for grief -- love is stronger than death.
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Roman Tombstone:
Do not pass by my epitaph, traveler.
But having stopped, listen and learn, then go your way.
There is no boat in Hades, no ferryman Charon,
No caretaker Aiakos, no dog Cerberus.
All we who are dead below
Have become bones and ashes, but nothing else.
I have spoken to you honestly, go on, traveler,
Lest even while dead I seem loquacious to you.
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Scott Alexander:
All good is hard. All evil is easy. Dying, losing, cheating, and mediocrity is easy. Stay away from easy.
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Sogyal Rinpoche:
...when we finally know we are dying, and all other sentient beings are dying with us, we start to have a burning, almost heartbreaking sense of the fragility and preciousness of each moment and each being, and from this can grow a deep, clear, limitless compassion for all beings.
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Thomas F. Healey:
Don't strew me with roses after I'm dead. When Death claims the light of my brow, No flowers of life will cheer me: instead . You may give me my roses now!
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Toni Morrison:
Birth, life, and death -- each took place on the hidden side of a leaf.
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W. Somerset Maugham:
Dying is a very dull, dreary affair. And my advice to you is to have nothing whatever to do with it.
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William Shakespeare:
To be, or not to be: that is the question:
Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,
And by opposing end them?
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Winston Churchill:
I am ready to meet my Maker. Whether my Maker is prepared for the great ordeal of meeting me is another matter.
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Death, that final curb on freedom, has itself suffered a death blow through the resurrection of Jesus.
- Michael Green
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Death, the only immortal who treats us all alike, whose peace and whose refuge are for us all. The soiled and the pure, the rich and the poor, the loved and the unloved.
- Mark Twain
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Death, who sets all free, hath paid his ransom now, and full discharge.
- Milton
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Death: A fate worse than life.
- J. J. Furnas
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Death: a low chemical trick played on everybody except sequoia trees
- J. J. Furnas
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Death: The debt you pay nature.
- From the Latin
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Death: to stop sinning suddenly.
- Elbert Hubbard
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Death pale priest of the mute people.
- Robert Browning
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Down, down, down into the darkness of the grave gently they go, the beautiful, the tender, the kind; quietly they go, the intelligent, the witty, the brave. I know. But I do not approve. And I am not resigned.
- Edna St. Vincent Millay
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Dying was apparently a weaning process; all the attachments to familiar people and objects had to be undone.
- Lisa Alther
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Each man's death is fated from the beginning of time.
- Frank Yerby
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Far happier are the dead, methinks than they who look for death, and fear it every day.
- Cowper
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For mortals vanished from the day's sweet light. I shed no tear; rather I mourn for
those who day and night live in death's fear.
- Greek Epigram
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For rain it hath a friendly sound to ne who's six feet under ground; and scarce the friendly voice or face, a grave is such a quiet place.
- Edna St. Vincent Millay
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God have mercy, that such a young man should have to chew the black earth!
- Gluckel of Hamen
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God's fingers touch'd him, and he slept.
- Tennyson
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He is not dead! He only left a precious robe of clay behind, to draw a robe of love and light around his disembodied mind.
- Frances Ellen Watkins Harper
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