He swore by all that he ever had loved and reverenced that he would try, try with all his might in the short time that might remain to him…he would forget himself, he would put...

Isn’t it sad that so often it takes facing death to appreciate life and each other fully?

But old age, to begin with, has something in common with death. Some face it with indifference, not because they have more courage than others, but because they have less imagination.

I’d love to tell you I had some deep revelation on my way down, that I came to terms with my own mortality, laughed in the face of death, et cetera.The truth? My only thought...

Differences disappear when faced with death.