“Elena never understood why people chose caskets made of noble hardwoods that would take a long time to break down. If so many people believe that we are all of dust and to dust must turn again, why delay the return? They pick fancy caskets just to show off, she thinks, why would they do it otherwise, if they know neither the coffin nor what's inside it are destined to last but to rot, to be eaten by worms, both the wood and the body that no longer hold the person it was, a body that no longer belongs to anyone, like an empty bag, incomplete, a pod without seeds.”
Book:Elena Knows