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After your death you will be what you were before your birth.

Every man goes down to his death bearing in his hands only that which he has given away.
There are few things more difficult than to appraise the work of a man suddenly dead in his youth; to disentangle promise from achievement; to save him from that sentimentalizing which confuses the tragedy of the interruption with the merit of the work actually performed.
How strange this fear of death is! We are never frightened at a sunset.
To die will be an awfully big adventure.
Life is the dynamic, creative edge of reality.
As flies to wanton boys, are we to the gods; They kill us for their sport.
Living is a sickness to which sleep provides relief every sixteen hours. It's a palliative. The remedy is death.
Death is not an event in life: we do not live to experience death. If we take eternity to mean not infinite temporal duration but timelessness, then eternal life belongs to those who live in the present.
Death is nature's way of saying, Your table's ready.
Those to whom we say farewell, are welcomed by others.
At the moment of death there will appear to you, swifter than lightning, the luminous splendor of the colorless light of emptiness, and that will surround you on all sides. Terrified, you will flee from the radiance. Try to submerge it is an obstacle blocking the path of liberation. yourself in that light, giving up all belief in a separate self, all attachment to your illusory ego. Recognize that the boundless light of this true reality is your own true self, and you shall be saved!
When it comes to my own turn to lay my weapons down, I shall do so with thankfulness and fatigue, and whatever be my destiny afterward, I shall be glad to lie down with my fathers in honor. It is human at least, if not divine.
Death is the veil which those who live call life; They sleep, and it is lifted.
The undiscovered country form whose born no traveler returns. [Hamlet]
But I will be a bridegroom in my death, and run into a lover's bed.
One who does not know when to die, does not know how to live.
It's astonishing how important a man becomes when he dies.
A wooden bed is better than a golden coffin.
Every man must do two things alone; he must do his own believing and his own dying.
It is hard to have patience with people who say There is no death or Death doesn't matter. There is death. And whatever is matters. And whatever happens has consequences, and it and they are irrevocable and irreversible. You might as well say that birth doesn't matter.
The call of death is a call of love. Death can be sweet if we answer it in the affirmative, if we accept it as one of the great eternal forms of life and transformation.
The death of what's dead is the birth of what's living.
Plan for this world as if you expect to live forever; but plan for the hereafter as if you expect to die tomorrow.
When one man dies, one chapter is not torn out of the book, but translated into a better language.
To be born free is an accident; To live free a responsibility; To die free is an obligation.
Let no man fear to die, we love to sleep all, and death is but the sounder sleep.
Nothing that is really good and God-like dies.
No evil is honorable: but death is honorable; therefore death is not evil.
No motion has she now, no force; she neither hears nor sees; rolled around in earth's diurnal course, with rocks, and stones, and trees.
God's retirement plan is out of this world
I am ready to meet God face to face tonight and look into those eyes of infinite holiness, for all my sins are covered by the atoning blood.
But what is all this fear of and opposition to Oblivion? What is the matter with the soft Darkness, the Dreamless Sleep?
How wonderful is death! Death and his brother sleep.
Our remedies oft in ourselves do lie, which we ascribe to heaven.
The final hour when we cease to exist does not itself bring death; it merely of itself completes the death-process. We reach death at that moment, but we have been a long time on the way.
Come he slow or come he fast. It is but death who comes at last.
When the body sinks into death, the essence of man is revealed. Man is a knot, a web, a mesh into which relationships are tied. Only those relationships matter. The body is an old crock that nobody will miss. I have never known a man to think of himself when dying. Never.
It is difficult to accept death in this society because it is unfamiliar. In spite of the fact that it happens all the time, we never see it.
Dying is something we human beings do continuously, not just at the end of our physical lives on this earth.