The very essence of literature is the war between emotion and intellect, between life and death. When literature becomes too intellectual – when it begins to ignore the passions, the emotions – it becomes sterile, silly, and actually without substance. – Isaac Bashevis Singer

Death is the liberator of him whom freedom cannot release, the physician of him whom medicine cannot cure, and the comforter of him whom time cannot console. – Charles Caleb Colton

It is vain for the coward to flee death follows close behind it is only by defying it that the brave escape. – Voltaire