A premature death does not only rob one of the countless instances where one would have experienced pleasure, it also saves one from the innumerable instances where one would have experienced pain.

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.

Death is the release of an organism from the prison of life.

We are surprised not by someone’s death but by its cause or date.

Losing some faculties is worse than losing your life.

The worst that can happen to anyone will happen to everyone.

Life takes from us only lives we were given by it.

It is our natural and moral duty as consumers of other living things to someday die.