Humans, if nothing else, have the good sense to die.

Un bon mourir vaut mieux qu'un mal vivre.

It is better to die than to be used by evil for evil’s purposes.

Better be killed than frightened to death.

It is better to die well, than to live wrongly (...) who is afraid of death loses the joy of life; truth prevails all, prevails who is killed, because no adversity can harm him, who is not dominated by injustice.

It may be an infinitely less evil to murder a man than to refuse to forgive him. The former may be the act of a moment of passion: the latter is the heart’s choice.

It is an oddity that those who invoke the sanctity of life are not as invariably opposed to war, arms manufacture and capital punishment as they are to euthanasia and abortion. Yet these latter are intended to help the living, while the former are designed to harm them. A proper sense of what makes death good or bad has to include this premise: that the quality of life is the sacred thing, not its mere quantity.

What happens is this: when we come to believe that the only way to make change is to murder one another, the idea of “the other” makes less valuable the human life it possesses. As a consequence, we can kill the “other” and not feel guilty. Unfortunately, human beings spend too much time rationalizing that war is right under certain circumstances; that it’s okay to threaten and kill other human beings.

It is better to risk sparing a guilty person than to condemn an innocent one.

How much good it would do if one could exterminate the human race.

It is better for a man to die at peace with himself than to live haunted by an evil conscience.

Is it better for a man to have chosen evil than to have good imposed upon him?

Il vaut mieux hasarder de sauver un coupable que de condamner un innocent.

Better to die than to live in fear.