He dies, and makes no sign.
I haveImmortal longings in me.
The first thing we do, let's kill all the lawyers.
If you do, expect spoon-meat; or bespeak a long spoon.
Charity itself fulfills the law.And who can sever love from charity?
Or in the night, imagining some fear,How easy is a bush suppos'd a bear!
Call no man happy till he is dead.
Every parting gives a foretaste of death, every reunion a hint of the resurrection.
I postpone death by living, by suffering, by error, by risking, by giving, by losing.
For children preserve the fame of a man after his death.
Immortality is a long shot, I admit. But somebody has to be first.
I look forward to death with great anticipation, to meeting God face to face.
I know I'm drinking myself to a slow death, but then I'm in no hurry.
Death doesn't frighten me now I can think peacefully of ending a long life.
Death is not the end. There remains the litigation over the estate.
The charm of fame is so great that we like every object to which it is attached, even death.
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