Whatever is weak, avoid! It is death. If it is strength, go down into hell and get hold of it!

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.

Let me not look for allies in life's battlefield,But to my own strength. Let me not crave in anxious fear to be saved,But for the patience to win my freedom.

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

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