Whosoever enjoys not this life, I count him but an apparition, though he wear about him the sensible affections of flesh. In these moral acceptions, the way to be immortal is to die daily.

I am not so much afraid of death, as ashamed thereof; 'tis the very disgrace and ignominy of our natures, that in a moment can so disfigure us that our nearest…

I believe the world grows near its end, yet is neither old nor decayed, nor will ever perish upon the ruins of its own principles.

This reasonable moderator, and equal piece of justice, Death.

That man has reached immortality who is disturbed by nothing material.

It's not easy being a man! Oh no..I had to get dressed today... and there are other pressures.

'We'd have to go self-service.'