Death is no punishment to the believer: it is the gate of endless joy.

Against you I will fling myself, unvanquished and unyielding, O Death!

There is not room for Death, Nor atom that his might could render void: Thou - Thou art Being and Breath, And what Thou art may never be destroyed.

Death is only a grim porter to let us into a stately palace.

The death of a beloved is an amputation.

When we see death, we see disaster. When Jesus sees death, he sees deliverance!

When I die, I hope to go to Heaven, whatever the Hell that is.

We spend our years with sighing; it is a valleyof tears; but death is the funeral of all our sorrows.

Death is not the end, but a more glorified existence.

Death will come in any case, and there is a long afterwards if the priests are right and nothing to fear if they are wrong.

Death, decay, entropy, and destruction are the true suspensions of God's laws; miracles are the early glimpses of restoration.

Followers of Jesus stake their claim on the firm belief that God will one day heal the planet of pain and death. Until that day arrives, the case against God must rely on incomplete evidence. We cannot really reconcile our pain-wracked world with a loving God because what we experience now is not the same as what God intends. Jesus himself prayed that God's will be done, on earth as it is in heaven, a prayer that will not be fully answered until evil and suffering are finally defeated.