“Death was soon and growing sooner.”

“Men sooner forget the death of their father than the loss of their patrimony”

“Death comes to us all sooner or later. We cannot escape it.”

“I remember my youth and the feeling that will never come back any more — the feeling that I could last for ever, outlast the sea, the earth, and all men; the deceitful feeling that lures us on to joys, to perils, to love, to vain effort — to death; the triumphant conviction of strength, the heat of life in the handful of dust, the glow in the heart that with every year grows dim, grows cold, grows small, and expires — and expires, too soon — too soon before life itself.”

“Dare not say that man forgets sooner than woman, that his love has an earlier death.”

“Come lovely and soothing death,
Undulate round the world, serenely arriving, arriving,
In the day, in the night, to all, to each,
Sooner or later, delicate death.”

“You are offered a chance to live and enjoy yourself in this world, but sooner or later, death will come knocking on your door.”

“And suns grow meek, and the meek suns grow brief,
And the year smiles as it draws near its death.”

“But if you're a man who eats the crops of the earth,
a mortal born for death—here, come closer,
the sooner you will meet your day to die!”

“I know that after my death a pile of rubbish will be heaped on my grave, but the wind of History will sooner or later sweep it away without mercy.”