So love the thought of death, love it.
She laughed and danced with the thought of death in her heart.
How much more suffering is caused by the thought of death than by death itself.
Death is repose, but the thought of death disturbs all repose.
In life, we weep at the thought of death. In death, perhaps we weep at the thought of life.
The whole of life is but keeping away the thoughts of death.