Whether we like it or not, the one justification for the existence of all religions is death, they need death as much as we need bread to eat.

Even death, faced with the option of death or life, she would choose life.

That we're going to die is something we know from the moment we are born, That's why, in some ways, it's as if we were born dead.

Because each of you has his or her own death, you carry it with you in a secret place from the moment you're born, it belongs to you and you belong to it.

a man was on his way to the gallows when he met another, who asked him: where are you going, my friend? and the condemned man replied: i'm not going anywhere. they're taking me by force.

En su habitación del hotel la muerte, desnuda, está delante del espejo. No sabe quién es.

There are things we do automatically, our body, acting on its own, avoids inconvenience whenever possible, that is why we sleep on the eve of battle or execution, and why ultimately we die when we can no longer bear the harsh light of existence.

The only difference between life and death is that the living still have time, but the time to say that one word, to make that one gesture, is running out for them. What gesture, what word, I don't know, a man dies from not having said it, from not having made it, this is what he dies of, not from sickness, and that is why, when dead, he finds it so difficult to accept death. (Jose Saramago, The Year of the Death of Ricardo Reis, p 122)

Per morire basta essere vivi.