Your death, it doesn't mean you any harm.

It's the most faithful companion you'll ever have.

The inability to die is one of the things that calls our humanity into deep disrepair.

Death phobic in the extreme.

Your dying is your life and your refusal to know that is not life affirming, it's life betraying.

The great consequence of refusing to die well is the corruption of the capacity that others can grow by a virtue of

attending to your dying. What will their understanding be of dying then?

You'll have another generation with a grudge and a grievance against the natural order of things.

In a culture that does not believe in endings, how do they solve heartbreak?

Answer is less heart.

And that's why the sedation of the antidepressants.

Where is it written that the best dying is the one you don't notice? Why should dying not

break your heart? When you become a practitioner of grief, it stays.

Now you don't get invited to many parties,

I can tell you from personal experience

if you become a practitioner of grief.

But your understanding of love is renovated for all time.

My ability to be alive became habit for me. I looked around and I became almost involuntarily grateful.

Death, it's an ending, but you can know that you will die, so you can chart your course accordingly.

And that's how it begins. Oh, Oh, Oh, you're not.