Death is a release from and an end of all pains.
Death is a delightful hiding place for weary men.
Vengeance is having a videotape planted in your soul that cannot be turned off. It plays the painful scene over and over again inside your mind...And each time it plays you feel the clap of pain again...Forgiving turns off the videotape of pained memory Forgiving sets you free.
Death may be the greatest of all human blessings.
After life's fitful fever he sleeps well. Treason has done his worst. Nor steel nor poison, malice domestic, foreign levy, nothing can touch him further.
Death is not as terrible as you think. It comes to you as a healer. Sleep is nothing but a counterfeit death. What happens in death we can picture in sleep. All our sufferings vanish in sleep. When death comes, all our mortal tortures cease; they cannot go beyond the portals of death.
… one of those people who would be enormously improved by death.
Death is the wish of some, the relief of many, and the end of all.
Death is no fiend, he is the truest of friends. He delivers us from agony.
I gratefully look forward to oblivion, but I must be sure of it.
Death will be a great relief. No more interviews.
Death is the liberator of him whom freedom cannot release, the physician of him whom medicine cannot cure, and the comforter of him whom time cannot console.
I will ge glad to have done with this life forever.
There have been hours in my unhappy life, many of them, when the contemplation of death as the end of earthly sorrow - of the grave as a resting place for the tired and worn out body - has been pleasant to dwell upon.
If you can come out from under pain, why wouldn't you? You definitely can. There's no question.
