Archive for the ‘Death’ Category

Bill Maher on Death

Monday, October 8th, 2007

Suicide is man’s way of telling God, You can’t fire me - I quit.

- Bill Maher

Helen Keller on Death

Friday, August 31st, 2007

Death is no more than passing from one room into another. But there’s a difference for me, you know. Because in that other room I shall be able to see.

- Helen Keller

Leonardo da Vinci on Death

Tuesday, August 28th, 2007

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

- Leonardo da Vinci

Lucius Annaeus Seneca on Death

Monday, June 4th, 2007

The day which we fear as our last is but the birthday of eternity.

- Lucius Annaeus Seneca

Friedrich Nietzsche on Death

Tuesday, May 1st, 2007

To die proudly when it is no longer possible to live proudly. Death of one’s own free choice, death at the proper time, with a clear head and with joyfulness, consummated in the midst of children and witnesses: so that an actual leave-taking is possible while he who is leaving is still there.

- Friedrich Nietzsche

Francis Bacon on Death

Sunday, March 18th, 2007

Men fear death as children fear to go in the dark; and as that natural fear in children is increased by tales, so is the other.

- Francis Bacon

Epicurus on Death

Monday, January 29th, 2007

It is possible to provide security against other ills, but as far as death is concerned, we men live in a city without walls.

- Epicurus

Arthur Schopenhauer on Death

Saturday, January 6th, 2007

They tell us that suicide is the greatest piece of cowardice… that suicide is wrong; when it is quite obvious that there is nothing in the world to which every man has a more unassailable title than to his own life and person.

- Arthur Schopenhauer

Albert Pike on Death

Tuesday, October 17th, 2006

What we have done for ourselves alone dies with us; what we have done for others and the world remains and is immortal.

- Albert Pike

Kahlil Gibran on Death

Wednesday, September 13th, 2006

Death most resembles a prophet who is without honor in his own land or a poet who is a stranger among his people.

- Kahlil Gibran