“Death was a friend, and sleep was death’s brother.”
— John Steinbeck
“The mark of the immature man is that he wants to die nobly for a cause, while the mark of the mature man is that he wants to live humbly for one.”
— J. D. Salinger
“Death was an attempt to communicate; people feeling the impossibility of reaching the centre which, mystically, evaded them; closeness drew apart; rapture faded, one was alone. There was an embrace in death.”
— Virginia Woolf
“Don't you consider it a stupidity characteristic of the human race that a man who has only one life should be willing to lose it for an idea?”
— André Malraux
“Cowards die many times before their deaths; the valiant never taste of death but once.”
— William Shakespeare
“And do you know, there's less charm in life, when one thinks of death, but there's more peace.”
— Leo Tolstoy
“Every parting gives a foretaste of death; every coming together again a foretaste of the resurrection.”
— Arthur Schopenhauer
“Men fear death, as children fear to go in the dark; and as that natural fear in children, is increased with tales, so is the other.”
— Francis Bacon
“Death ends a life, not a relationship.”
— Mitch Albom
“It is nothing to die; it is dreadful not to live.”
— Victor Hugo
“As a day well spent procures a happy sleep, so a life well employed procures a happy death.”
— Leonardo da Vinci
“Death must be so beautiful. To lie in the soft brown earth, with the grasses waving above one's head, and listen to silence. To have no yesterday, and no to-morrow. To forget time, to forget life, to be at peace.”
— Oscar Wilde
“Indeed without death men would scarcely philosophise.”
— Arthur Schopenhauer