If man were immortal he could be perfectly sure of seeing the day when everything in which he had trusted read more

If man were immortal he could be perfectly sure of seeing the day when everything in which he had trusted should betray his trust, and, in short, of coming eventually to hopeless misery. He would break down, at last, as every good fortune, as every dynasty, as every civilization does. In place of this we have death.

Death is as sure for that which is born, as birth is for that which is dead. Therefore grieve not read more

Death is as sure for that which is born, as birth is for that which is dead. Therefore grieve not for what is inevitable.

I am going to seek the great Perhaps.

I am going to seek the great Perhaps.

No one's death comes to pass without making some impression, and those close to the deceased inherit part of the read more

No one's death comes to pass without making some impression, and those close to the deceased inherit part of the liberated soul and become richer in their humanness.

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.

Hell is where everyone is doing his own thing. Paradise is where everyone is doing God's thing.

Hell is where everyone is doing his own thing. Paradise is where everyone is doing God's thing.

Most people would rather die than think;
in fact, they do so.

Most people would rather die than think;
in fact, they do so.

My life is light, waiting for the death wind, Like a feather on the back of my hand.

My life is light, waiting for the death wind, Like a feather on the back of my hand.

Death always waits. The door of the hearse is never closed.

Death always waits. The door of the hearse is never closed.