" Death is a raging child, and we are its broken toys. Death is the body betraying the soul, stabbing it in the back after many years of marriage and connubial unification. Death divorces us from godhood, and not just from sin. It is a spectacular, nuclear climax. And because we have all fallen in love with existing, death is sudden heartbreak.
Death is a god to many of us--an idol set upon a plinth. A false god. But instead of fearing God, we fear death. Remarkably, we don't fear the light, perhaps because all us are under the illusion that we ARE the light. "

― , Tropic of Wonder