The death of a billionaire is worth more to the media than the lives of a billion poor people.

During a funeral, the corpse receives way more affection, love, or attention, from some people, than was ever received, from those people, by the person the corpse used to be.

You can use a rope to get somebody out of a pit toilet. Or to make it necessary for somebody to put your body into a grave.

Among other things, culture is the decision as to how a corpse is to be returned to the soil.

Funerals are a constant reminder that chasing most of the things we are chasing is an embarrassing way to spend a portion of our lives.

Death frees us from even ourselves.

We are all our own bodies’ visitors.

We the living are to blame for the painfulness of being dead.

Death would not surprise us as often as it does, if we let go of the misbelief that newborns are less mortal than the elderly.