“...for he had learned from others of their kind that death seemed to bring small comfort from the worrisome sphere of life....”

“God taking from us and loving us at the same time by providing comforters was a kind of spiritual equanimity. It seemed a phenomenon of life how a death insinuates us into the debt of those who stand by us in trouble and console us.”

“Death loves death, not life. Dying people love to know that others die with them; it is a comfort to learn you are not alone in the kiln, in the grave.”

“He was weeping. Although 'weeping' really is to small a word for the activity the kind had undertaken. Tears were cascading from his eyes. A small puddle had formed at his feet. I am not exaggerating. The king, it seemed, was intent on crying himself a river.”

“What we learn from experience depends on the kind of philosophy we bring to experience.”

“Learn Everything that is Good from Others, but bring it in, and in your own way absorb it; do not become others.”