Over the centuries, mankind has tried many ways of combating the forces of evil… prayer, fasting, good works and so on. Up until Doom, no one seemed to have thought about the double-barrel shotgun. Eat leaden death, demon.

Death means change our clothes. Clothes become old, then time to come change. So this body become old, and then time come, take young body.

Hope travels through, nor quits us when we die.

Previous generations understood about death, and undoubtedly would have seen a reasonable amount of death. Once you get into the Victorian era, you might well have seen the funerals of many of your siblings before you were very old.

As human beings we have the most extraordinary capacity for evil. We can perpetrate some of the most horrendous atrocities.

Oh yes, there’s lots of great food in America. But the fast food is about as destructive and evil as it gets. It celebrates a mentality of sloth, convenience, and a cheerful embrace of food we know is hurting us.

Even philosophers will praise war as ennobling mankind, forgetting the Greek who said: ‚War is bad in that it begets more evil than it kills.‘

We can come to look upon the deaths of our enemies with as much regret as we feel for those of our friends, namely, when we miss their existence as witnesses to our success.

Prayer is the key of the morning and the bolt of the evening.

We were born to die and we die to live. As seedlings of God, we barely blossom on earth; we fully flower in heaven.

The loss of life will be irreplaceable.

All that seems indispensible in stating the account between the dead and the living, is to see that the debts against the latter do not exceed the advances made by the former.

The charm of fame is so great that we like every object to which it is attached, even death.

Which death is preferably to every other? ‚The unexpected‘.

Our words will either bring life and victory or death and destruction. If we want to be happy, we have to be serious about speaking words of life that line up with God’s Word.

You may be educated abroad, you may be a great scientist, politician, but you always have a sneaking fear that if you don’t go to temples or do the ordinary things that you have been told to do, something evil might happen, so you conform. What happens to the mind that conforms? Investigate it, please.

It requires more courage to suffer than to die.

The generality of men are naturally apt to be swayed by fear rather than reverence, and to refrain from evil rather because of the punishment that it brings than because of its own foulness.

Mendacity is a system that we live in. Liquor is one way out an death’s the other.

Some animals are cunning and evil-disposed, as the fox; others, as the dog, are fierce, friendly, and fawning. Some are gentle and easily tamed, as the elephant; some are susceptible of shame, and watchful, as the goose. Some are jealous and fond of ornament, as the peacock.

There will be no lasting peace either in the heart of individuals or in social customs until death is outlawed.

Death most resembles a prophet who is without honor in his own land or a poet who is a stranger among his people.

There is no reason why good cannot triumph as often as evil. The triumph of anything is a matter of organization. If there are such things as angels, I hope that they are organized along the lines of the Mafia.

He had a massive stroke. He died with his tie on. Do you think that could be our generation’s equivalent of that old saying about dying with your boots on?

My constant prayer, my number one foreign goal, is to bring peace to Israel. And in the process to Israel’s neighbours.

As we are, so we associate. The good, by affinity, seek the good; the vile, by affinity, the vile. Thus of their own volition, souls proceed into Heaven, into Hell.

The undiscovered country from whose bourn no traveler returns.

One should die proudly when it is no longer possible to live proudly.

I am become death, the destroyer of worlds.

Prayer is not asking. It is a longing of the soul. It is daily admission of one’s weakness. It is better in prayer to have a heart without words than words without a heart.

For life and death are one, even as the river and the sea are one.

You either get tired fighting for peace, or you die.

I have thought there was some advantage even in death, by which we mingle with the herd of common men.

Lord sanctify us. Oh! That Thy spirit might come and saturate every faculty, subdue every passion, and use every power of our nature for obedience to God.

Pray, and let God worry.

Death is acceptable only if it represents the physically necessary passage toward a union, the condition of a metamorphosis.

Prayer is such a basic foundation of a Christian’s relationship with God. It’s how we communicate and fellowship with Him. But a surprising number of people, young and old, new and even long-time Christians, say they’re not satisfied with their prayer life.

Posture for combat is so vital.

Prayer indeed is good, but while calling on the gods a man should himself lend a hand.

Life and death are one thread, the same line viewed from different sides.

How happy had it been for me had I been slain in the battle. It had been far more noble to have died the victim of the enemy than fall a sacrifice to the rage of my friends.

I know that the Lord is always on the side of the right; but it is my constant anxiety and prayer that I and this nation may be on the Lord’s side.

All who call on God in true faith, earnestly from the heart, will certainly be heard, and will receive what they have asked and desired.

When death comes it is never our tenderness that we repent from, but our severity.

Whenever death may surprise us, let it be welcome if our battle cry has reached even one receptive ear and another hand reaches out to take up our arms.

He would make a lovely corpse.

One of the first signs of the beginning of understanding is the wish to die.

The lack of money is the root of all evil.

Prayer is simply talking to God like a friend and should be the easiest thing we do each day.

Each of us has a vision of good and of evil. We have to encourage people to move towards what they think is good… Everyone has his own idea of good and evil and must choose to follow the good and fight evil as he conceives them. That would be enough to make the world a better place.

The more you live in the present moment, the more the fear of death disappears.

It is impossible to experience one’s death objectively and still carry a tune.

A squirrel dying in front of your house may be more relevant to your interests right now than people dying in Africa.

Let’s pray that the human race never escapes from Earth to spread its iniquity elsewhere.

To abandon oneself to principles is really to die – and to die for an impossible love which is the contrary of love.

Our nature consists in motion; complete rest is death.

You carry Mother Earth within you. She is not outside of you. Mother Earth is not just your environment. In that insight of inter-being, it is possible to have real communication with the Earth, which is the highest form of prayer.

Well look, I mean, I think that prayer and holy water, and things like that are all fine. They don’t do any good, but they don’t necessarily do any harm. It’s touching to be thought of in that way. It makes up for those who tell me that I’ve got my just desserts.

The quietly pacifist peaceful always die to make room for men who shout.

It is folly for a man to pray to the gods for that which he has the power to obtain by himself.

When I die, I’m gonna leave my body to science fiction.