All men die. You may say: 'Is that encouraging?' Surely yes, for when a man dies, his blunders, which are of the form, all die with him, but the things in him that are part of the life never die, although the form be broken.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
Every man dies. Not every man really lives.
Every man dies. Not every man lives.
Men are never really willing to die except for the sake of freedom: therefore they do not believe in dying completely.
It matters not how a man dies, but how he lives. The act of dying is not of importance, it lasts so short a time.
Men die but an idea does not.
Every man's life ends the same way. It is only the details of how he lived and how he died that distinguish one man from another.
There is nothing which at once affects a man so much and so little as his own death.
A man does not die of love or his liver or even of old age; he dies of being a man.
Men do not die from overwork. They die from dissipation and worry.
For tis not in mere death that men die most.