A grave is a place where the dead are laid to await the coming of the medical student
Source: The Devil's Dictionary (1911)
Topic
The collection does not offer consolation so much as company. Dickinson's death who stops for us; Yeats's winking of an eye between birth and dying; Lamb's impatient observation that he is not content to pass away like a weaver's shuttle. Irving notes that graves are the footprints of angels; Stalin's cold arithmetic provides the harshest contrast. The most useful pieces are those that refuse to mystify death — treating it as a fact to be faced rather than a problem to be solved. Russell would not die for his beliefs because he might be wrong. Chekhov and Bronte are calm. The emotional range is complete, from the philosophical to the plainly human.
A grave is a place where the dead are laid to await the coming of the medical student
A thing is not necessarily true because a man dies for it.
The poetry of the earth is never dead
Fear death? - to feel the fog in my throat, the mist in my face
Because I could not stop for Death, He kindly stopped for me.
No man is an island, entire of itself; every man is a piece of the continent, a part of the main.
Any man's death diminishes me, because I am involved in mankind.
Never send to know for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee.
To die will be an awfully big adventure.
The horror! The horror!