The object of war is not to die for your country but to make the other bastard die for his. “The greatest dignity to be found in death is the dignity of the life that preceded it. Death is the surcease that comes when the exhausting battle has been lost. Every triumph over some major pathology, no matter how ringing the victory, is only a reprieve from the inevitable end.”, “The belief in the probability of death with dignity is our, and society’s, attempt to deal with the reality of what is all too frequently a series of destructive events that involve by their very nature the disintegration of the dying person’s humanity. We just don't know it because of our thinking-minds. It said that Nothing Ever Happened, so don't worry. It's a dream already ended. In most resuscitations, those can be narrowed down to two main questions: Are we doing the right things? Many times, there was something we deeply loved and respected about our loved one, and we can keep them alive by honoring that memory. Learn as if you were to live forever. That, my friend, is a dark side.”, “I want to see beauty. Life is hard. Refresh and try again. For the giving man to withhold helping someone in order to first assure personal fortification is not selfish, but to elude needless self-destruction; martyrdom is only practical when the thought is to die, else a good man faces the consequence of digging a hole from which he cannot escape, and truly helps no one in the long run.”, “if he goes and dies on me now, I know I'll go completely insane.”, “It’s a strange myth that atheists have nothing to live for. Then, only the inanimate corpus remains, which is the least of all the things that make us human.”, “The art of dying is the art of living. Hold fast to dreams, for if dreams die, life is a broken-winged bird that cannot fly. Almost everyone seems to want to take a chance with the slim statistics that oncologists give to patients with advanced disease. This is a form of hope we call all achieve, and it is the most abiding of all. Sing your death song, and die like a hero going home. That alone should make us love each other, but it doesn't. It's all like a dream. When we are learning the world, we know things we cannot say how we know. It has nothing to do with the imaginary idea of a personal self, other selves, many selves everywhere: Self is only an idea, a mortal idea. Bring it on lake!" ... die and we all agreed on the same thing; we'd all like to die fucking (although none of us had done any fucking) and now that we are hardly kids any longer we think more and, Should we be doing anything at all?”, “There is no way to deter old age from its grim duty, but a life of accomplishment makes up in quality for what it cannot add in quantity.”, “We are not well served by being lulled into unjustified expectations.”, “Nature is being kind without knowing it, as nature can be cruel without knowing it.”, “Share your optimisms and keep your pessimisms to yourself.”, “The more knowledge we have about the realities of lethal illness, the more sensible we can be about choosing the time to stop or the time to fight on, and the less we expect the kind of death most of us will not have.