“Then there’s the kind of zombie I’ve become now: the one who has lost everything—his brain, his heart, his light, his direction. He wanders the world, bumping into this, tripping over that, but keeps going and going. That is life after death.”

“Death is harder on those who are left behind.”

“Death is the most sophisticated form of beauty, and the most difficult to accept.”

“I’d give in to the grief but make sure I wasn’t loud enough to draw attention from those who think words will make me feel better.”

“I don’t eat friggin’ lobster or anything like that. Because they’re alive when you kill it.”

“Maybe they did what they had to do to live, and tried to get a little love and have a little fun before the darkness took them.”

“Girls are always saying things like, “I’m so unhappy that I’m going to overdose on aspirin,” but they’d be awfully surprised if they succeeded. They have no intention of dying. At the first sight of blood, they panic.”

“I see black light (his last words)”

“Still, they have one thing I envy. Humans, if nothing else, have the good sense to die.”

“Let me tell you something about dying: it’s not as bad as they says.it’s the coming-back-to-life part that hurts.”

“Embrace the probability of your imminent death….and know there is nothing i can do to save you.”

“Remember where you came from, where you’re going, and why you created the mess you got yourself into in the first place. You’re going to die a horrible death, remember. It’s all good training, and you’ll enjoy it more if you keep the facts in mind. Take your dying with some seriousness, however. Laughing on the way to your execution is not generally understood by less-advanced life-forms, and they’ll call you crazy.”

“The wages of sin are death, but by the time taxes are taken out, it’s just sort of a tired feeling.”

“So,” he asked. “How’s death?””Hard,” she said. “It just keeps going.”

“When she fucked up all those years ago, just a little girl terrified into paralysis, she fell onto the enigma of herself.”