God, how I have wasted my life.

It's not the end of the physical body that should worry us. Rather our concern must be to live while we're alive.

dying nowadays is more gruesome in many ways, namely, more lonely, mechanical, and dehumanized; at times it is even difficult to determine technically when the time of death has occurred.

Death is the final stage of growth in this life. There is no total death. Only the body dies. The self or the spirit, or whatever you may wish to label it, is eternal. You may interpret this in any way that makes you comfortable.

Is war perhaps nothing else but a need to face death, to conquer and master it, to come out of it alive -- a peculiar form of denial of our mortality?

God, how I have wasted my life.

Those who learned to know death, rather than to fear and fight it, become our teachers about life.