Sin brought death, and death will disappear with the disappearance of sin.
Because I could not stop for Death -- He kindly stopped for me -- The carriage held but just ourselvesAnd immortality.
Man would indeed be in a poor way if he had to be restrained by fear of punishment and hopes of reward after death.
O Death, rock me asleep, bring me to quiet rest, let pass my weary guiltless ghost out of my careful breast.
I do not believe that any man fears to be dead, but only the stroke of death.
Death never takes the wise man by surprise, he is always ready to go.
Our Constitution is in actual operation; everything appears to promise that it will last; but in this world nothing is certain but death and taxes.
Woe, alas, to those who have loved only bodies, forms, appearances! Death will rob them of everything. Try to love souls, you will find them again.
Creation destroys as it goes, throws down one tree for the rise of another. But ideal mankind would abolish death, multiply itself million upon million, rear up city upon city, save every parasite alive, until the accumulation of mere existence is swollen to a horror.
The goal of all life is death.
After your death you will be what you were before your birth.
The Vedas teach that the soul is divine, only held in the bondage of matter; perfection will be reached when this bond will burst, and the word they use for it is, therefore, Mukti – freedom, freedom from the bonds of imperfection, freedom from death and misery.
Do the thing you fear most and the death of fear is certain.
As men, we are all equal in the presence of death.