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"Death calls ye to the crowd of common men."
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"A belief in hell and the knowledge that every ambition is doomed to frustration at the hands of a skeleton have never prevented the majority of human beings from behaving as though death were no more than an unfounded rumor."
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"You are whatever you shall leave behind when you leave life!"
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"If I die prematurely I shall be saved from being bored to death at my own success."
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"Fair... You'd be amazed how often I hear that word, Frank Zhang,and how meaningless it is. Is it fair your life will burn so short and bright? Was it fair when I guided your mother to the Underworld? No, not fair. And yet it was her time. There is no fairness in Death. If you free me, I will do my duty."
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"To be closed as a person, it's not bad if you know that when this two rules, playing by your rules doesn't mean that you won't end up in jail, security why?We both know that everyone dies... it really doesn't matter who is first... in the end all die!"
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"It's not that I've 'faked my own death' as the saying goes. Maybe it's that I've 'faked my own life,' and in doing so I've yet to realize how dead I really am."
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"Easter is the final solution to the finality of death."
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"The object of fiction isn't grammatical correctness but to make the reader welcome and then tell a story.... Writing is seduction. Good talk is part of seduction."
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"One can survive everything, nowadays, except death, and live down everything except a good reputation."
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"Death is the ultimate cessation of the individual Self."
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"Death calls ye to the crowd of common men."
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"Only the actions of the just, Smell sweet and blossom in their dust."
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"There is no armor against fate."
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"The honor is overpaid, When he that did the act is commentator."
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"The glories of our blood and state, Are shadows, not substantial things; There is no armour against fate, Death lays his icy hand on kings. Scepter and crown must tumble down, And, in the dust, be equal made With the poor crooked scythe and spade."
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