Death has made His darkness beautiful with thee. Tennyson
Death has no modesty.
Death has the key to open the miser's chest.
Death has us every moment by the throat. Michel De Montaigne
Death hath a thousand doors to let out life. Massinger
Death hath no advantage but where it comes a stranger. Jeremy Taylor
Death in itself is nothing; but we fear To be we know not what, we know not where. Aurengzebe, Act iv. Sc. 1, J. DRYDEN.
Death in youth and poverty in old age are hard to bear.
Death is a black camel that lies down at every door. Sooner or later you must ride the camel.
Death is a black camel which kneels at every man's gate.
Death is a camel that lies down at every door.
Death is a camel which sleeps in everyone's house.
Death is a commingling of eternity with time; in the death of a good man, eternity is seen looking through time. Goethe
Death is a friend of ours; and he that is not ready to entertain him is not at home. Bacon
Death is a giant against whom even the Tsars must draw weapons.
Death is a great preacher of deathlessness. The protest of the soul against death, its reversion, its revulsion, is a high instinct of life. Dissatisfaction in his world who satisfieth the desire of every living thing has a grip on the future. As far as this goes, he has the least assurance of immortality who can be best satisfied with eating and drinking and 'things'; he has the surest hope of ongoings and far distances who does not live by bread alone, whose eye is looking over the shoulder of things, whose ear hears mighty waters rolling evermore, who has 'hopes naught can satisfy below.' The limits of which death makes us aware, make us aware of life's limitlessness. The wing whose stretch touches the bars of its cage knows it was meant for an ampler ether and diviner air.' Maltbie Babcock
Death is a mighty mediator. There all the flames of rage are extinguished, hatred is appeased, and angelic pity, like a weeping sister, bends with gentle and close embrace over the funeral urn. Schiller
Death is a mighty, universal truth. Dickens
Death is a part of you. Michel De Montaigne
Death is a release from and an end of all pains. Seneca
Death is a scar that never heals.
Death is a shadow that always follows the body.
Death is a silent, peaceful genius, who rocks our second childhood to sleep in the cradle of the coffin. Chatfield
Death is a thief.
Death is always news.
Death is an equal doom to good and bad, the common inn of rest. Spenser
Death is an experience best shared.
Death is another life. Bailey
Death is appalling to those of the most iron nerves, when it comes quietly and in the stillness and solitude of night. James Fenimore Cooper
Death is as the foreshadowing of life. We die that we may die no more. Hooker
Death is blind.
Death is but a word to us. One's own experience alone can teach us the real meaning of the word. The sight of the dying does little. What one sees of them is merely what precedes death: dull unconsciousness is all we see. Whether this be so, - how and when the spirit wakes to life again, - this is what all wish to know, and what never can be known until it is experienced. Wilhelm von Humboldt
Death is certain, life is not.
Death is closer than the shirt.
Death is common to all.
Death is deaf and will hear no denial.
Death is deaf, and will hear nae denial. Scotland
Death is delightful. Death is dawn - The waking from a weary night Of fevers unto truth and light. Joaquin Miller
Death is dreadful to the man whose all is extinguished with his life; but not to him whose glory never can die. Cicero
Death is easier to bear without thinking of it, than the thought of death without peril. Pascal
Death is God's broom.
Death is in front of the old person and at the back of the young person.
Death is in the pot.
Death is Life's high meed. Keats
Death is like a dress that, at some point or another, everyone has to wear.
Death is like a robe everyone has to wear.
Death is like thunder in two particulars; we are alarmed at the sound of it; and it is formidable only from that which preceded it. Colton
Death is nature's way of telling you to slow down.
Death is never at a loss for occasions.
Death is not an end, but a transition crisis. All the forms of decay are but masks of regeneration - the secret alembics of vitality. Chapin