If my doctor told me I had only six minutes to live, I wouldn't brood. I'd type a little faster.

Life is pleasant. Death is peaceful. It's the transition that's troublesome.

Having reached 451 books as of now doesn't help the situation. If I were to be dying now, I would be murmuring, "Too bad! Only four hundred fifty-one." (Those would be my next-to-last words. The last ones will be: "I love you, Janet.") [They were. -Janet.]

Life is pleasant. Death is peaceful. It's the transition that's troublesome.

Our fear of death is like our fear that summer will be short , but when we have had our fill of fruit, our swelter of heat, we said that we have had our day.