If Christ can die in a barn, I think the death of a human in a van is not so bad.
Five to six thousand people die every year waiting for organs, but nobody cares.
I hate to say this, but I'll repeat it: After death, all we know that you do is stink.
In quixotically trying to conquer death doctors all too frequently do no good for their patients' ease but at the same time they do harm instead by prolonging and even magnifying patients' dis-ease.
How can you regret helping a suffering patient?
I will go to what they call a court. Only they call it a court.