Perhaps death's not so dreadful. The beauty part of it all is that with Death, whether Mez or Mister, there are no deals, no privileged characters, no exceptions. Everybody must meet it. Alexander, Ghengis Khan, Buddha, Jesus, Faustus, Steiner, Gurdjieff, Sherlock Holmes, James Dean. All, all have been taken by the hand and led over the threshold.
Death breaks our dream of life with the finality of a spoon cracking an eggshell.
All our cleverness, all our laughter, all our superiority over others, all our schemes, our glories, our triumphs come to an abrupt end. This is all pathetically obvious, for anyone who wants to see it. These are just the facts. This is what I've always wanted to know. So I asked people if they knew what life is about, what death is and what comes after death.