If a parricide is more wicked than anyone who commits homicide—because he kills not merely a man but a near relative—without doubt worse still is he who kills himself, because there is none nearer to a man than himself. 

Epitaph, n. An inscription on a tomb, showing that virtues acquired by death have a retroactive effect.

Nobody, sir, dies willingly.

I order that my funeral ceremonies be extremely modest, and that they take place at dawn or at the evening Ave Maria, without song or music.

Those from whom we were born have long since departed, and those with whom we grew up exist only in memory. We, too, through the approach of death, become, as it were, trees growing on the sandy bank of a river.

It is noble to die before doing anything that deserves death.

The dead are often just as living to us as the living are, only we cannot get them to believe it. They can come to us, but till we die we cannot go to them. To be dead is to be unable to understand that one is alive. 

To desire immortality for the individual is really the same as wanting to perpetuate an error forever.

Death renders all equal.

The hour of departure has arrived, and we go our ways—I to die, and you to live. Which is better, only the god knows.

I imagined it was more difficult to die. 

Death and vulgarity are the only two facts in the nineteenth century that one cannot explain away.

Men have written in the most convincing manner to prove that death is no evil, and this opinion has been confirmed on a thousand celebrated occasions by the weakest of men as well as by heroes. Even so I doubt whether any sensible person has ever believed it, and the trouble men take to convince others as well as themselves that they do shows clearly that it is no easy undertaking.