My death taking the light from my eyes gives back to the day the purity which they soiled.

What is ironic is that Allen Ginsberg's importance was in its twilight for so many years that it took his death to bring it to the front page. He electrified an entire world!

Death is like an arrow that is already in flight and your life lasts only until it reaches you.

If we can't face death we'll never overcome it. You have to look it straight in the eye. Then you can turn around and walk back out into the light.

Death is a delightful hiding place for weary men.

There is no fundamental difference between the preparation for death and the practice of dying and spiritual practice leading to enlightenment.

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.

Being an old maid is like death by drowning a really delightful sensation after you cease to struggle.

And as long as you're subject to birth and death you'll never attain enlightenment.

The darkness of death is like the evening twilight it makes all objects appear more lovely to the dying.

Death is delightful. Death is dawn The waking from a weary night Of fevers unto truth and light.

Death is someone you see very clearly with eyes in the center of your heart: eyes that see not by reacting to light but by reacting to a kind of a chill from within the marrow of your own life.

Watching a peaceful death of a human being reminds us of a falling star one of a million lights in a vast sky that flares up for a brief moment only to disappear into the endless night forever.

Because of its tremendous solemnity death is the light in which great passions both good and bad become transparent no longer limited by outward appearences.

Personally I would be delighted if there were a life after death especially if it permitted me to continue to learn about this world and others if it gave me a chance to discover how history turns out.

Death is not extinguishing the light it is only putting out the lamp because the dawn has come.

Like many of you I've always been slightly obsessed with vampires dating back to the prime-time series 'Dark Shadows ' which I followed avidly as a kid.

I'm honest about the journey I've been on so I definitely don't take dating lightly anymore.

My mum was very conscious about fashion and my dad was born into the tailoring tradition so fashion has always been my life although now really I wear the same thing - just in different weights - light and heavy cashmere in winter and cotton in summer.

I was born and raised in the high desert of Nevada in a tiny town called Searchlight. My dad was a hard rock miner. My mom took in wash. I grew up around people of strong values - even if they rarely talked about them.

You know when everyone's watching your mom and dad your friends in high school who thought they were better than you. You get your chance to get in the spotlight and shine.

Even if I tried to be my dad it would be a mediocre slightly embarrassing version.

I remember opening my dad's closet and there were like 40 suits every color of the rainbow plaid and winter and summer. He had two jewelry boxes full of watches and lighters and cuff links. And just... he was that guy. He was probably unfulfilled in his life in many ways.

The moment my doctor told me I went silent. My mum and dad were with me then we all went to pieces. I was saying No I've got my flight to Sydney in two hours. I'm getting on a plane.