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?

When I'm dead, I want to be remembered as a musician of some worth and substance.

What will I be doing in 20 years time? I'll be dead, darling! Are you crazy?

When I'm dead, are they going to remember me? I don't really think about it, it's up to them. When I'm dead, who cares? I don't.

Strength is life, Weakness is death.

I think death is the most wonderful invention of life. It purges the system of these old models that are obsolete.