In these dangerous times where it seems the world is ripping apart at the seams we can all learn how to survive from those who stare death squarely in the face every day and we should reach out to each other and bond as a community rather than hide from the terrors of life at the end of the millennium.

Our law is a Jordanian law that we inherited which applies to both the West Bank and Gaza and sets the death penalty for those who sell land to Israelis.

But for me it is when a student has died. I find the death of a young person the most difficult and painful of times. To explain it to other young people to see a bright future snuffed out is just awful. I am haunted by those deaths.

I'm trying to knock the medical profession into accepting its responsibilities and those responsibilities include assisting their patients with death.

Only those who spread treachery fire and death out of hatred for the prosperity of others are undeserving of pity.

I was taught to confront things you can't avoid. Death is one of those things. To live in a society where you're trying not to look at it is stupid because looking at death throws us back into life with more vigour and energy. The fact that flowers don't last for ever makes them beautiful.

But then I'm one of those guys that is still a bit afraid of the telephone its implications for conversation. I still wonder if the jukebox might be the death of live music.

For a culture that has such a problem with death we seem to deal with it in a quite bizarre way. We see people shot killed and blown up and we find it funny and sexy and all those things. But the reality of it is that every day people die and people are really sad and they grieve and they go through a really difficult process with it.

Lidia Bastianich sorry but kind of boring. I mean I love Lidia but you can fall asleep watching her. And Mario Batali? I love Mario to death... but he's not romantic or sensual. Those are the things I bring to the table.

There are certain people that are marked for death. I have my little list of those that treated me unfairly.

Whenever I watch TV and see those poor starving kids all over the world I can't help but cry. I mean I'd love to be skinny like that but not with all those flies and death and stuff.

I'm very comfortable with the nature of life and death and that we come to an end. What's most difficult to imagine is that those dreams and early yearnings and desires of childhood and adolescence will also disappear. But who knows? Maybe you become part of the eternal whatever.

Policemen so cherish their status as keepers of the peace and protectors of the public that they have occasionally been known to beat to death those citizens or groups who question that status.

All those vitamins aren't to keep death at bay they're to keep deterioration at bay.

For those who live neither with religious consolations about death nor with a sense of death (or of anything else) as natural death is the obscene mystery the ultimate affront the thing that cannot be controlled. It can only be denied.

Death is the veil which those who live call life They sleep and it is lifted.

I mean in the South African case many of those who were part of death squads would have been respectable members of their white community people who went to church on Sunday every Sunday.

Those who welcome death have only tried it from the ears up.

Like all of us in this storm between birth and death I can wreak no great changes on the world only small changes for the better I hope in the lives of those I love.

Men do not accept their prophets and slay them but they love their martyrs and worship those whom they have tortured to death.

For those who seek to understand it death is a highly creative force. The highest spiritual values of life can originate from the thought and study of death.

Few cross the river of time and are able to reach non-being. Most of them run up and down only on this side of the river. But those who when they know the law follow the path of the law they shall reach the other shore and go beyond the realm of death.

Those who have never had a father can at any rate never know the sweets of losing one. To most men the death of his father is a new lease of life.

Even though people may be well known they hold in their hearts the emotions of a simple person for the moments that are the most important of those we know on earth: birth marriage and death.