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There's only two things in this world: money and death.

Death is a very unpleasant form of life.

Every living thing dies alone.

If people never died, we would not be able to insure in case of death.

Merciful death relieves you from all troubles.

Life is nothing more than the expectation of something more than local vanity, and death is the only thing we really hope for.

We talked about death, we endlessly talked about death, until he died of the word.

To die so die! the loss to the world small; and I myself quite so boring. I like a man yawning at a ball, which is not going to bed just because it still has no coach. But the carriage is ready... bye!..

Yes, man is mortal, but it would be so bad. The bad thing is that sometimes he is suddenly mortal, here in what focus! And he cannot say what he will do tonight.

...who, until recently, believed he directs, is suddenly lying motionless in a wooden box, and associates, realizing that the good of lying there any more, burn it in a furnace.

I have never experienced the fear of nothingness, I see the void, but consoling and unpretentious; all other theories are based on pride, and only in this one there is a reason. In addition, the base just isn't terrible and is not absolute, it's just oblivion.

We are all in this life asleep. And only Wake up with her by the end.

Whether the word "death" a designation that continuously happens to us in life? Isn't life and dying, and death is its end?

To calm this girl down, to get her to listen, I tell her the story about my fish. This is fish number six hundred and forty-one in my entire life. My parents bought me the first one to teach me how to love and care for another living breathing creature of God. Six hundred and forty fish later, the only thing I know is everything you love will die. When you first meet someone special, you can be sure that one day he will die and will be in the ground.
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... This goldfish, and I have not the first. It is six hundred forty-one. They are very long live, Golden fish. The first fish I bought parents that I learned to love and care for the living creatures of God. And that's all I know six hundred and forty fish later: all that you love will die. And when you meet someone special, you can be sure that one day it will not. He will die and turn to dust.