The meaning of life is to die living it.

Here lies a gentleman boldWho was so very braveHe went to lengths untold,And on the brink of the graveDeath had on him n — Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra

Can’t clean up after you anymore, baby brother, so don’t punk out. Make it count. — Rachel Vincent, Reaper

Let me go: take back thy gift:Why should a man desire in any wayTo vary from the kindly race of men,Or pass beyond the g — Alfred Tennyson

Her concern with landscapes and living creatures was passionate. This concern, feebly called, "the love of nature" seeme — Ursula K. Le Guin, The Dispossessed

He was dead, all right. He had been shot, poisoned, stabbed, and strangled. Either somebody had really had it in for him — Richard S. Prather, Take a Murder, Darling

She already felt dead in everything but name. What remained to be taken from her? She longed to be enfolded, welcomed, i — Alan Brennert, Moloka'i

We are all the fools of time and terror: DaysSteal on us and steal from us; yet we live,Loathing our life, and dreading — George Gordon Byron

It hurts when they're gone. And it doesn't matter if it's slow or fast, whether it's a long drawn-out disease or an unex — Walter Mosley, Debbie Doesn't Do It Anymore

$[W]hat makes patriotic and religious fanatics such dangerous opponents is not the deaths of the fanatics themselves, but their willingness to accept the deaths of a fraction of their number in order t — Jared Diamond, Guns, Germs, and Steel: The Fates of Human Societies$

Popularity is teenage heroin. — Shaun David Hutchinson, We Are the Ants

Darkling I listen; and, for many a timeI have been half in love with easeful Death... — John Keats, The Complete Poems

To look upon its grass grown yard, where the sunbeams seem to sleep so quietly, one would think that there at least the — Washington Irving, The Legend of Sleepy Hollow

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