For life and death are one, even as the river and the sea are one.
True love makes the thought of death frequent, easy, without terrors it merely becomes the standard of comparison, the price one would pay for many things.
I don’t think I would want the responsibility for enforcing the death penalties. There’s always the inevitable question of whether someone you gave the order to execute might truly have been innocent.
A tragedy need not have blood and death it’s enough that it all be filled with that majestic sadness that is the pleasure of tragedy.