'Tis better leave for an enemy at one's death, than beg of a friend in one's life

Nothing in life is certain except death and taxes

When Death puts out our Flame, the Snuff will tell,/ If we were Wax, or Tallow by the Smell./ At a great Pennyworth, pause a while.

Life is rather a state of embryo, a preparation for life; a man is not completely born till he has passed through death

Some people die at 25 and aren't buried until 75.

Fear not death for the sooner we die, the longer we shall be immortal.