Everything ends in death, everything. Death is terrible.

And last of all comes death.

Death, a necessary end, will come when it will come

Death is a necessary end. It comes when it will come.

Rage and grief are savage companions, but despair is the final undoing.

Death is the greatest evil, because it cuts off hope.

The worst that can possibly have happened to him is death and that we are all in for — -if not this morning, then in days, or weeks, or years at most.

Death, thou shalt die.

'Tis come, our fated day of death.

That day of wrath, that dreadful day,
When heaven and earth shall pass away,
What power shall be the sinner's stay?
How shall he meet that dreadful day?

The worst death for anyone is to lose the center of his being, the thing he really is. Retirement is the filthiest word in the language. Whether by choice or by fate, to retire from what you do - and makes you what you are - is to back up into the grave.

Death followed by eternity the worst of both worlds. It is a terrible thought.

Death is very, very terminal.

Masters, I have to tell a tale of woe, A tale of folly and of wasted life, Hope against hope, the bitter dregs of strife, Ending, where all things end, in death at last.