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I have sometimes imagined my own death and brought myself to tears.

The experiences associated with death were seen as visits to important dimensions of reality that deserved to be experienced, studied, and carefully mapped.

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.

My father's death, my move, and my frightening and difficult delivery created a tremendous amount of stress, pain, and sadness for me. I was practically devastated beyond recovery.

The acceptance of death gives you more of a stake in life, in living life happily, as it should be lived. Living for the moment.

When my father died in my arms it had such a profound affect on me that at that very moment when my dad passed I realized that I needed to face my own fears.

Death has always had a prominent place in my mind. There are times when I think somebody might kill me.

My experience in Iraq made me realize, and during the recovery, that I could have died. And I just had to do more with my life.

I got well by talking. Death could not get a word in edgewise, grew discouraged, and traveled on.

When my parents died, it became clear to me that there was an end in sight. Death was never a real thing to me. And then when that happened I realized I only have so many years left, if I'm lucky.