While I thought that I was learning how to live, I have been learning how to die.

I want to have my kicks before the whole shithouse goes up in flames.

Just when the question of how to live had become clearer to him, a new insoluble problem presented itself - Death.

As a well-spent day brings happy sleep, so a life well spent brings happy death.

Our life is made by the death of others.

Just as a well-filled day brings blessed sleep, so a well-employed life brings a blessed death.