For what is it to die, But to stand in the sun and melt into the wind?

For what is it to die, But to stand in the sun and melt into the wind?

Everybody dies. Not everybody ever really lives.

Everybody dies. Not everybody ever really lives.

As men, we are all equal in the presence of death.

As men, we are all equal in the presence of death.

The great art of life is sensation, to feel that we exist, even in pain.

The great art of life is sensation, to feel that we exist, even in pain.

There is a dignity in dying that doctors should not dare to deny.

There is a dignity in dying that doctors should not dare to deny.

Fortune is like the market, where, many times, if you can stay a little, the price will fall.

Fortune is like the market, where, many times, if you can stay a little, the price will fall.

When you were born, you cried and the world rejoiced.
Live you life in a manner so that when you read more

When you were born, you cried and the world rejoiced.
Live you life in a manner so that when you die the world cries and you rejoice.

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.

The idea is to die young as late as possible.

The idea is to die young as late as possible.