I have a strong feeling that I shall be glad when I am dead and done for - scrapped at last to make room for somebody better, cleverer, more perfect than myself.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I've a great fancy to see my own funeral afore I die.
Today we bury his remains in the earth as a seed of immortality. Our hearts are full of sadness, yet at the same time of joyful hope and profound gratitude.
It's funny how most people love the dead, once you're dead, you're made for life.
There have been hours in my unhappy life, many of them, when the contemplation of death as the end of earthly sorrow - of the grave as a resting place for the tired and worn out body - has been pleasant to dwell upon.
Sometimes it feels as if everything in life is just something we haul into the grave.
My beautiful wife is dead. She meant everything to me. Her laughter, her tears and her joy will remain with me the rest of my life.
The thought that all experience will be lost at the moment of my death makes me feel pain and fear... What a waste, decades spent building up experience, only to throw it all away... We remedy this sadness by working. For example, by writing, painting, or building cities.
To say what you feel is to dig your own grave.
It is only when I am doing my work that I feel truly alive.
I feel very grateful to be alive and well enough to make music.