A free society, to be truly worthy of that name, owes healthy, competent individuals the right to end their lives on their own terms.

I can handle being married for my money; it's being married for my life insurance that gives me pause.

This is how most stories end in the hospital. Not with crash carts and sirens and electric shocks to the chest, but with an empty room, a crisp white bed, silence.

Much as we do not permit convicted pedophiles to teach kindergarten or convicted hijackers to board airplanes, common sense dictates that individuals who have been imprisoned for plotting violence against abortion clinics should never again be permitted anywhere near such facilities.

Nothing spices up one's sex life like having a partner.

The only thing more difficult than persuading someone else to start having sex with you is persuading yourself to stop.

Depression and hopelessness are not the only reasons terminally ill patients wish to end their lives. Many individuals see nothing undignified about choosing to end their lives at the time and manner of their choosing - and many view such a choice as the meaningful culmination of a good life.