It's not morbid to talk about death. Most people don't worry about death, they worry about a bad death.

People are often so busy living that they never stop to wonder why.

He had never been interested in stories at any age, and had never quite understood the basic concept. He'd never read a work of fiction all the way through. He did remember, as a small boy, being really annoyed at the depiction of Hickory Dickory Dock in a rag book of nursery rhymes because the clock in the drawing was completely wrong for the period.

He was, he would be the first to admit, a coward, an incompetent, and not even very good at being a failure.

Knowing that you are going to die is, I suspect, the beginning of wisdom.

This is Morbidia," said Vlad. "Although she's been calling herself Tracy lately, to be cool.

Death was standing behind a lectern, poring over a map. He looked at Mort as if he wasn’t entirely there. You haven't heard of the bayof mante, have you? He said. “No, sir,” said Mort. Famous shipwreck there. “Was there?” there will be, said Death, if I can find the damn place.