Dying is a wild night and a new road.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
New roads; new ruts.
The road was new to me, as roads always are, going back.
I love life on the road. I'm in a different city every night and it never gets old.
Death is just life's next big adventure.
Death's in the good-bye.
Death is delightful. Death is dawn, The waking from a weary night Of fevers unto truth and light.
When you're on the road a lot, you're in perpetual search of a good night's sleep.
My rite of passage into my brave new world, life on the road.
Death is an endless night so awful to contemplate that it can make us love life and value it with such passion that it may be the ultimate cause of all joy and all art.
Death is the only pure, beautiful conclusion of a great passion.