I’m not afraid of death, but I’m in no hurry to die. I have so much I want to do first.
Death is a release from the impressions of the senses, and from desires that make us their puppets, and from the vagaries of the mind, and from the hard service of the flesh.
Madame, all stories, if continued far enough, end in death, and he is no true-story teller who would keep that from you.
It is vain for the coward to flee death follows close behind it is only by defying it that the brave escape.
Because I could not stop for death, He kindly stopped for me The carriage held but just ourselves and immortality.
As long as your body is healthy and under control and death is distant, try to save your soul when death is immanent what can you do?