Just take me with you. Please.I cant.Please, Papa.I cant. I cant hold my son dead in my arms. I thought I could but I cant.

When I die, I would love to die smiling. If however I forget this, I hope I have someone there to make me smile.

The departed souls shall never return.

What will be your death note?

In the world you live in, one day you will be gone but you must fulfill your mission before departure.

Do I have anything to lose? This life will be gone one day to the Creator who gave it.

Life has an end. We are all on a transit.

Jakie, is it my birthday or am I dying?” (Seeing all her children assembled at her bedside in her last illness.)

Az oxigén nélkül hagyott szívizomzat nagy frekvenciával reszket, ütések híján vért nem továbbít, beáll a kamrafibrillatio. A sinuscsomó, mely individuális ritmust adott, mindenkinek a személyes ritmusát, nagy zavarodottságában leáll a maga ütemével, s akkor legalábbis...

It is a dreadful thing to wait and watch for the approach of death; to know that hope is gone, and recovery impossible; and to sit and count the dreary hours through long, long, nights...