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

An expensive coffin does not decrease the deceased’s chances of going to hell.

By saying only good things about the deceased during their funeral, we make it seem as if they were perfect … and are being auctioned.

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.

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

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

Escaping death is a temporary victory.

The curse of mortality is the other side of the coin of the blessing of life.