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It is impossible that any thing so natural, so necessary, and so universal as death, should ever have been designed by Providence as an evil to mankind.

It is not death, it is dying that alarms me.

It is possible to provide security against other ills, but as far as death is concerned, we men live in a city without walls.

It matters not at what hour the righteous fall asleep. - Death cannot come untimely to him who is fit to die. - The less of this cold world the more of heaven; the briefer life, the earlier immortality.

It matters not how a man dies, but how he lives. The act of dying is not of importance, it lasts so short a time.

Leaves have their time to fall, and flowers to wither at the Northwind's breath, and stars to set - but all, thou hast all seasons for thine own, O death!

Let death be daily before your eyes, and you will never entertain any abject thought, nor too eagerly covet anything.

Let dissolution come when it will, it can do the Christian no harm, for it will be but a passage out of a prison into a palace; out of a sea of troubles into a haven of rest; out of a crowd of enemies, to an innumerable company of true, loving, and faithful friends; out of shame, reproach, and contempt, into exceeding great and eternal glory.

Life is better than death, I believe, if only because it is less boring, and because it has fresh peaches in it.

Living is death; dying is life. - On this side of the grave we are exiles, on that, citizens; on this side, orphans; on that, children; on this side, captives; on that, freemen; on this side disguised, unknown; on that, disclosed and proclaimed as the sons of God.

Man that is born of a woman hath but a short time to live, and is full of misery. He cometh up, and is cut down, like a flower; he fleeth as it were a shadow, and never continueth in one stay.

Man's highest triumph, man's profoundest fall, the death-bed of the just is yet undrawn by mortal hand; it merits a divine: angels should paint it, angels ever there; there, on a post of honor and of joy.

Men fear death as children fear to go in the dark; and as that natural fear in children is increased by tales, so is the other.

Men may live fools, but fools they cannot die.

Millions long for immortality who don't know what to do with themselves on a rainy Sunday afternoon.

No man who is fit to live need fear to die. To us here, death is the most terrible thing we know. But when we have tasted its reality it will mean to us birth, deliverance, a new creation of ourselves. It will be what health is to the sick man; what home is to the exile; what the loved one given back is to the bereaved. As we draw near to it a solemn gladness should fill our hearts. It is God's great morning lighting up the sky. Our fears are the terror of children in the night. The night with its terrors, its darkness, its feverish dreams, is passing away; and when we awake it will be into the sunlight of God.

No one can confidently say that he will still be living tomorrow.

Not by lamentations and mournful chants ought we to celebrate the funeral of a good man, but by hymns, for in ceasing to be numbered with mortals he enters upon the heritage of a diviner life.

Nothing can happen more beautiful than death.

Nothing in his life Became him like the leaving it.

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