Millions long for immortality who do not know what to do with themselves on a rainy Sunday afternoon.

Millions long for immortality who do not know what to do with themselves on a rainy Sunday afternoon.

I'm not afraid of death; but dying scares the hell out of me.

I'm not afraid of death; but dying scares the hell out of me.

Cowards die many times before their deaths;
The valiant never taste of death but once.
Of all the wonders that read more

Cowards die many times before their deaths;
The valiant never taste of death but once.
Of all the wonders that I yet have heard,
It seems to me most strange that men should fear,
Seeing that death, a necessary end,
Will come when it will come.

A dying man needs to die, as a sleepy man needs to sleep, and there comes a time when it read more

A dying man needs to die, as a sleepy man needs to sleep, and there comes a time when it is wrong, as well as useless, to resist.

If I'm going to Hell, I'm going there playing the piano.

If I'm going to Hell, I'm going there playing the piano.

Hell from beneath is moved for thee to meet thee at thy coming:
it stirreth up the dead for read more

Hell from beneath is moved for thee to meet thee at thy coming:
it stirreth up the dead for thee, even all the cheif ones of the
earth; it hath raised up from their thrones all the kings of the
nations.

It isn't necessary to imagine the world ending in fire or ice; there are two other possibilities: one is paperwork, read more

It isn't necessary to imagine the world ending in fire or ice; there are two other possibilities: one is paperwork, and the other is nostalgia.

I am become death, the destroyer of worlds.

I am become death, the destroyer of worlds.

Tell me not, in mournful numbers,
Life is but an empty dream!
For the soul is dead that slumbers,
and read more

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.