If mankind's destined to bite the bullet, let's bite it and be damned.
This is a hell of a way to die.
In the first book of my Discworld series, published more than 26 years ago, I introduced Death as a character; there was nothing particularly new about this - death has featured in art and literature since medieval times, and for centuries we have had a fascination with the Grim Reaper.
His style has the desperate jauntiness of an orchestra fiddling away for dear life on a sinking ship.
I do not wish to lose my temper because very shortly I will lose my head. Nevertheless, upon leaving this spark of earthly existence, I have this to say: I shall see you all very soon ... very soon.
It wouldn't be 'True Blood' if somebody didn't die.
Tonight I will suck the marrow from your bones!” it said. “I will dry them and work them most cunningly into instruments of music! Whenever I play upon them, your spirit will writhe in bodiless agony!” “You burn prettily,” I said.
Death is a monster; death is horrible.
A lot of people die in my movies. So if you're in a few of my movies, you have a good chance of dying!
My next book's title is going to be, 'I Have One Foot in the Grave and Another on a Banana Peel.'
Get ready to die, tell God I say hi.
Destructive Death seizes young and old alike.
His daughter had just succumbed to the disease.
I mean, death is a serious thing, certainly not to be sneezed at.
I've got one foot in the grave and another on a banana peel.
Burned and squashed to death in a silver vat of soup. There must be worst ways to go. But not many.
We'll be chopped up before you can say 'King Maggot'.
Dear Mr Skully, I have caught my neck in a mangle and will be indisposed for eternity. Yours in death S.D.