Strength is life, Weakness is death.

Life and death are too resolute, too implacable to be accidental.

To be, or not to be, that is the question.

Death belongs to life as birth does The walk is in the raising of the foot as in the laying of it down.

Life, like a child, laughs, shaking its rattle of death as it runs.

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