Death and Mourning

Every loss which we incur leaves behind it vexation in the memory, save the greatest loss of all, that is, death, which 89 annihilates the memory, together with life.

Nothing will be left, Nothing in the air, nothing under the earth, nothing in the waters. All will be exterminated.

Man and animals are in reality vehicles and conduits of food, tombs of animals, hostels of Death, coverings that consume, deriving life by the death of others.

O sleepers! what a thing is slumber! Sleep resembles death. Ah, why then dost thou not work in such wise as that after death thou mayst retain a resemblance to perfect life, when, during life, thou art in sleep so like to the hapless dead?

A life well used procures a happy death.

Our life is made by the death of others.

While I thought that I was learning how to live, I have been learning how to die.

As a well spent day brings happy sleep, so life well used brings happy death.