When it comes to jump-starting the intricate machinery of recollection, there's nothing more effective than the scent of approaching death.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
The approach of death certainly concentrates the mind.
There are few things more fundamentally encouraging and stimulating than seeing someone else die.
Those who welcome death have only tried it from the ears up.
It is only in the light of the inescapable fact of death that a person can adequately engage and enter upon the mysterious fact of life.
Experience is never limited, and it is never complete; it is an immense sensibility, a kind of huge spider-web of the finest silken threads suspended in the chamber of consciousness, and catching every air-borne particle in its tissue.
It's far easier to brush off death if the death in question seems impossible or improbable as a personal threat.
But when it really happens I'm very fascinated, I'm waiting for the moment, because the moment where life abandons you and death steps in, that moment must be fantastic, no?
I've worked very hard to become comfortable with how death works and why it happens. I now know that death isn't out to get me.
Death has always had a prominent place in my mind. There are times when I think somebody might kill me.
Fear of death has never played a large part in my consciousness - perhaps unimaginative of me.