Once you learn how to die you learn how to live.

Now that I'm suffering, I feel closer to people who suffer more than I ever did before. The other night, on TV, I saw people in Bosnia running across the street, getting fired upon, killed, innocent victims....and I just started to cry. I feel their anguish as if it were my own. I don't know any of these people. But - how can I put this? I'm almost......drawn to them.

Dying is only one thing to be sad over... Living unhappily is something else.

We put our values in the wrong things. And it leads to very disillusioned lives.

After you have wept and grieved for your physical losses, cherish the functions and the life you have left.

If you don’t have the support and love and caring and concern that you get from a family, you don’t have much at all.

As long as we can love each other, and remember the feeling of love we had, we can die without ever really going away. All the love you created is still there. All the memories are still there. You live on—in the hearts of everyone you have touched and nurtured while you were here