There are women whose love only ends with death.

Corpses sour you. They are bad for objectivity.

There are worse ways to die than warm and drunk.

The first kiss can be as terrifying as the last.

Everyone dies. It is how one lives that matters.

Ignorance is not bliss. It is the kiss of death.

Death is a continuation of my life without me...

My flesh winced, in cowardice, from such a death.

Death will be a great relief. No more interviews.

Cover her face; mine eyes dazzle. She died young.

Who can be worried without the light of a memory?

It's life. You deal with it or you don't.

If life is worth living for so is it worth dying.

Those who live in memories are never really dead.

Life dies but forever will there be music. Always.