She had not died there. A funeral is not death, any more than baptism is birth or marriage union. All three are the clumsy devices, coming now too late, now too early, by which society would measure the quick motions of man.

He did not consider the possibility of his own death. At his age, death was still something that happened to other people.

When someone dies, the relationship doesn't die with them.

But was it not true that there were people, certain individuals, whom one found it impossible to picture dead, precisely because they were so vulgar? That was to say: they seemed so fit for life, so good at it, that they would never die, as if they were unworthy of the consecration of death.

A funeral is not death, any more than baptism is birth or marriage union. All three are the clumsy devices, coming now too late, now too early, by which Society would register the quick motions of man.

What came for them? Not death. Just the end of living.

The point was not to die, since death came anyway, but to survive, which would be a miracle.

Death is not the end.

The dead don't die. They look on and help.

As long as we can love each other, and remember the feeling of love we had, we can die without ever really going away. All the love you created is still there. All the memories are still there. You live on - in the hearts of everyone you have touched and nurtured while you were here. -Morrie

The knowledge of death seemed present in both sisters — it was something about the way they carried themselves, something that had broken too soon and had not mended, marking them in spite of their lightheartedness.

Those who live on vanity must not unreasonably expect to die of mortification.

Not wanting to die was another universal constant, it seemed.

We must live, you used to say, as if we were never going to die. — Didn't you know that's how everyone lives, including those obsessed with Death?