Let life be beautiful like summer flowers and death like autumn leaves.

Love's over brimming mystery joins death and life. It has filled my cup of pain with joy.

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

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

Death is for many of us the gate of hell; but we are inside on the way out, not outside on the way in.

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