Capital punishment is the most premeditated of murders, to which no criminal's deed, however calculated can be compared. For there to be an equivalency, the death penalty would have to punish a criminal who had warned his victim of the date at which he would inflict a horrible death on him and who, from that moment onward, had confined him at his mercy for months. Such a monster is not encountered in private life.
There will be no lasting peace either in the heart of individuals or in social customs until death is outlawed.
As soon as one does not kill oneself, one must keep silent about life.
I do not want to believe that death is the gateway to another life. For me, it is a closed door. I do not say it is a step we must all take, but that it is a horrible and dirty adventure.
Men are never convinced of your reasons, of your sincerity, of the seriousness of your sufferings, except by your death. So long as you are alive, your case is doubtful; you have a right only to their skepticism.
Since we're all going to die, it's obvious that when and how don't matter.
Men are convinced of your arguments, your sincerity, and the seriousness of your efforts only by your death.
We get into the habit of living before acquiring the habit of thinking. In that race which daily hastens us towards death, the body maintains its irreparable lead.
Men are never really willing to die except for the sake of freedom: therefore they do not believe in dying completely.
After all, every murderer when he kills runs the risk of the most dreadful of deaths, whereas those who kill him risk nothing except promotion.
Once one's up against it, the precise manner of one's death has obviously small importance.
There is but one freedom, to put oneself right with death. After that everything is possible.
Men die and they are not happy.
Have you noticed that only death arouses our emotions? How we love thee friends who have just passed away, right? How we admire those master who no longer speak, their mouths full of dirt. We them we are not obligated.
... it is true that I do not respect [human life] more than I respect my own life. And if it is easy for me to kill, that is because it is difficult for me to die.
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