“Monsieur Josserand died very quietly - a victim of his own honesty. He had lived a useless life, and he went off, worthy to the last, weary of all the petty things in life, done to death by the heartless conduct of the only human beings that he had ever loved.” DeathHonestyFailure Book:Pot Luck Source: Pot Luck
“Death had to take her little by little, bit by bit, dragging her along to the bitter end of the miserable existence she'd made for herself. They never even knew what she did die of. Some spoke of a chill. But the truth was that she died from poverty, from the filth and the weariness of her wretched life.” Death Book:L'Assommoir Source: L'Assommoir
“How the thought of meeting lost loved ones would sweeten one's last moments, how eagerly would one embrace them, and what bliss to live together once more in immortality! He suffered agonies when he considered religion's charitable lie, which compassionately conceals the terrible truth from feeble creatures. No, everything finished at death, nothing that we had loved was ever reborn, our farewells were for ever. For ever! For ever! That was the dreadful thought that carried his mind hurtling down abysses of emptiness.” DeathReligionThe End Book:The Joy of Life Source: The Joy of Life
“But you said so yourself,the poor lass will die of it...Do you really want her to die? 'Yes, I'd rather she died than have a bad life.” Death Book:The Dream Source: The Dream