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For me, habit is just a synonym for death.
He who is completely sanctified, or cleansed from all sin, and dies in this state, is fit for glory.
We cannot banish dangers, but we can banish fears. We must not demean life by standing in awe of death.
Hell, madam, is to love no longer.
John Candy knew he was going to die. He told me on his 40th birthday. He said, well, Maureen, I’m on borrowed time.
Nothing that is really good and God-like dies.
Life is better than death, I believe, if only because it is less boring, and because it has fresh peaches in it.
To himself everyone is immortal he may know that he is going to die, but he can never know that he is dead.
Pale Death beats equally at the poor man’s gate and at the palaces of kings.
Since the day of my birth, my death began its walk. It is walking toward me, without hurrying.