Death is a commingling of Eternity with Time; in the death of a good man, Eternity is seen looking through Time.
Courage is being scared to death, but saddling up anyway.
Both marriage and death ought to be welcome: the one promises happiness, doubtless the other assures it.
Because I could not stop for Death — He kindly stopped for me — The Carriage held but just Ourselves — And Immortality.
As long as I have a want, I have a reason for living. Satisfaction is death.
All you do is head straight for the grave, a face just covers a skull awhile. Stretch that skull-cover and smile.
A thing is not necessarily true because a man dies for it.
A Death blow is a Life blow to Some Who till they died, did not alive become — Who had they lived, had died, but when They died, Vitality begun.
