Everything one does in life even love occurs in an express train racing toward death. To smoke opium is to get out of the train while it is still moving. It is to concern oneself with something other than life or death.

There are only three events in a man's life birth life and death he is not conscious of being born he dies in pain and he forgets to live.

The passion of hatred is so long lived and so obstinate a malady that the surest sign of death in a sick person is their desire for reconciliation.

If some persons died and others did not die death would be a terrible affliction.

If Shaw and Einstein couldn't beat death what chance have I got? Practically none.

As long as you don't make waves ripples life seems easy. But that's condemning yourself to impotence and death before you are dead.

There is something about poverty that smells like death.

I saw also that there was an ocean of darkness and death but an infinite ocean of light and love which flowed over the ocean of darkness.

Nothing endears so much a friend as sorrow for his death. The pleasure of his company has not so powerful an influence.

Deep down no one really believes they have a right to live. But this death sentence generally stays tucked away hidden beneath the difficulty of living. If that difficulty is removed from time to time death is suddenly there unintelligibly.

When you break up your whole identity is shattered. It's like death.

Benjamin Franklin said there were only two things certain in life: death and taxes. But I'd like to add a third certainty: trash. And while some in this room might want to discuss reducing taxes I want to talk about reducing trash.

Only in death will I relinquish my belts.

Andrew Wood's death changed things for a few weeks. I probably got even heavier into drugs after that.

I was fantasising about my own death I started thinking what my funeral would be like and what music would be played I was at that level of insanity.

You know Americans are obsessed with life and death and rebirth that's the American Cycle. You know awakening tragic horrible death and then Phoenix rising from the ashes. That's the American story again and again.

I grew up in the suburbs and basically associate the suburbs with cultural death.

Quarreling over food and drink having neither scruples nor shame not knowing right from wrong not trying to avoid death or injury not fearful of greater strength or of greater numbers greedily aware only of food and drink - such is the bravery of the dog and boar.

I'm possibly a very morbid person but I think about death a lot.

It is not tolerable it is not possible that from so much death so much sacrifice and ruin so much heroism a greater and better humanity shall not emerge.

We were aware of the fact that death walks hand in hand with struggle.

Buddhas move freely through birth and death appearing and disappearing at will.

Life inspires more dread than death - it is life which is the great unknown.

The desire to die was my one and only concern to it I have sacrificed everything even death.