People have their own deaths as well as their own lives, and even if there is nothing beyond death, we shall differ in our nothingness.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
Our life is made by the death of others.
Death is something that happens to others, you think, until it happens to you.
Thirdly, Death is nothing else but a change of a short and temporary for an unalterable and eternal condition.
For death is no more than a turning of us over from time to eternity.
We shall all die, and our lives will be irrelevant then.
Death may be the greatest of all human blessings.
There is nothing which at once affects a man so much and so little as his own death.
A human act once set in motion flows on forever to the great account. Our deathlessness is in what we do, not in what we are.
There is no such thing as death; life is only a dream, and we are the imagination of ourselves.
What we have done for ourselves alone dies with us; what we have done for others and the world remains and is immortal.