Boy, when you are dead, they really fix you up. I hope to hell when I do die somebody has read more

Boy, when you are dead, they really fix you up. I hope to hell when I do die somebody has sense enough to just dump me in the river or something. Anything except sticking me in a god dam cemetery. People coming and putting a bunch of flowers on your stomach on Sunday and all that crap. Who wants flowers when you are dead? Nobody.

Death makes angels of us all and gives us wings where we had shoulders smooth as ravens claws.

Death makes angels of us all and gives us wings where we had shoulders smooth as ravens claws.

Time rushes towards us with its hospital tray of infinitely varied narcotics, even while it is preparing us for its read more

Time rushes towards us with its hospital tray of infinitely varied narcotics, even while it is preparing us for its inevitably fatal operation.

We must all die!
All leave ourselves, it matters not where, when,
Nor how, so we die read more

We must all die!
All leave ourselves, it matters not where, when,
Nor how, so we die well; and can that man that does so
Need lamentation for him?

What we have done for ourselves alone dies with us; what we have done for others and the world remains read more

What we have done for ourselves alone dies with us; what we have done for others and the world remains and is immortal.

Death--the last sleep? No, it is the final awakening.

Death--the last sleep? No, it is the final awakening.

I don\'t believe in death, neither in flesh nor in spirit.

I don\'t believe in death, neither in flesh nor in spirit.

It is the unknown we fear when we look upon death and darkness, nothing more.

It is the unknown we fear when we look upon death and darkness, nothing more.

A man's dying is more the survivors' affair than his own.

A man's dying is more the survivors' affair than his own.