A good death does honour to a whole life.
Virtue is health, vice is sickness.
While life is in your body, you have the rein of all thoughts in your hands.
Death is a sleep that ends our dreaming. Oh, that we may be allowed to wake before death wakes us.
When the poet died his cat was put to death and mummified.
Events appear sad, pleasant, or painful, not because they are so in reality, but because we believe them to be so and the light in which we look at them depends upon our own judgment.