For death is no more than a turning of us over from time to eternity.

He that lives to forever, never fears dying.

He that lives to live forever, never fears dying.

Death then, being the way and condition of life, we cannot love to live if we cannot bear to die

Death is but crossing the world, as friends do the seas; they live in one another still.

The Humble, Meek, Merciful, Just, Pious and Devout Souls, are everywhere of one religion; and when Death has taken off the Mask, they will know one another, though the divers Liveries they wear here make them Strangers.