It's the decomposition that gets me. You spend your whole life looking after your body. And then you rot away.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
All the body wants to do biologically is decompose. Once you die, it's, 'Let me out here! I'm ready to shoot my atoms back into the universe!'
I like thinking about the fragility of the human flesh and our bodies - our decay and eventual death.
The life of the dead is placed in the memory of the living.
Death means change our clothes. Clothes become old, then time to come change. So this body become old, and then time come, take young body.
Death is the separation of soul from body.
When I die, I'm leaving my body to science fiction.
The death of what's dead is the birth of what's living.
I don't mourn the dead. I mourn the living.
Life - a spiritual pickle preserving the body from decay.
When everything in a person's life is gone, ripped-out gone, it's not that you stay empty for so long, so you replace it with something else very quickly.