Knackered inmates are easier to control than pumped-up ones. And dead inmates are even easier to control, if you follow me.

Sprawled out on the front lawn Looking up at an ordinary sky It could fall on me and somehow be The day I didn't die

Flaxfield died on a Friday which was a shame, because he always ate a trout for dinner on Friday, and it was his favourite.

Dream as if you’ll die tonight, and live as if you’ll sleep tomorrow. Let us make love sometime between the two.

Dead. Even in the silence of my mind I cannot think the word. I cannot acknowledge this most obvious and terrible of truths.

One of the inescapable encumbrances of leading an interesting life is that there have to be moments when you almost lose it.

Death, he had come to believe, was a corrosive thing, and the more he was around it , the more it gnawed away at who he was.

Death isn't peaceful; it is just nothing. Everything is gone. No more sunrises, no more hopes, no more fears. Nothing.

...a third [of three] had died in his bunk of natural causes--for a dagger in the heart quite naturally ends one's life.

Was it hard? I hope she didn't die hard.'Sethe shook her head. 'Soft as cream. Being alive was the hard part.

Perfection of character is this: to live each day as if it were your last, without frenzy, without apathy, without pretence.

Only in death will we have our own names since only in death are we no longer part of the effort. In death we become heroes.

Death is never swift... No matter how those left behind would like to comfort themselves with the thought. -Before Ever Afte

That is a dream also; only he has remained asleep, while you have awakened; and who knows which of you is the most fortunate?

Sweet day, so cool, so calm, so bright,The bridal of the earth and sky;The dew shall weep thy fall tonight,For thou must die.