Birth and death we all move between these two unknowns.
I shall not die of a cold. I shall die of having lived.
Some people are so afraid do die that they never begin to live.
A man does not die of love or his liver or even of old age he dies of being a man.
Dying is easy, it’s living that scares me to death.
I decided to devote my life to telling the story because I felt that having survived I owe something to the dead. and anyone who does not remember betrays them again.
I am become death, the destroyer of worlds.
Man always dies before he is fully born.
From my rotting body, flowers shall grow and I am in them and that is eternity.