It's so strange that autumn is so beautiful; yet everything is dying.
You have to die a few times before you can really live.
Desire is half of life; indifference is half of death.
Death leaves a heartache no one can heal, love leaves a memory no one can steal.
To fear love is to fear life, and those who fear life are already 3-parts dead.
If your life ended tomorrow, would you be proud of what you left behind?
People living deeply have no fear of death.
Fear does not prevent death. It prevents life.