All men think that all men are mortal but themselves. Death commences too early – almost before you’re half-acquainted with life. Death is not the opposite of life, but a part of it. Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to arrive at deaths door feircely in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming “Wow! What a Ride! Hunter S. Thompson

Psalms 23:4 Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me