I am not afraid of death, but would not want to die in some obscure or pointless way.
Better to die of something than to die in old age of nothing.
The modern meaning of life's end-when does it end? How does it end? How should it end? What is the value of life? How do we measure it?
A life well used procures a happy death.
We all must die. There is no better way to do so than in the pursuit of something you love.
My fear was not of death itself, but a death without meaning.
I don't have a problem with dying but I have a problem with what I'm going to die for. I don't want to die for no reason at all. If I'm going to die for something, I want it to be worthwhile.
I would rather die a meaningful death than to live a meaningless life.
There's no happy time to die, but if I had a choice, I'd die doing the thing I loved.
Death does not frighten me, but dying obscurely and above all uselessly does.
But before we die, how shall we live? I say with hope and dignity; and if premature death is the result, that death has a meaning reactionary suicide can never have. It is the price of self-respect.
If I had the opportunity, I would make the proposal that no man should be killed except by somebody who knows him well enough for the act to have impact. No death should be like nose blowing. Death is important enough that it should affect the person who causes it.
If we value so highly the dignity of life, how can we not also value the dignity of death No death may be called futile.
My fear was not of death itself, but a death without meaning. I wanted my death to be something the people could relate to, a basis for further mobilization of the community.
Once you learn how to die you learn how to live.
