Men sooner forget the death of their father than the loss of their patrimony.

人们宁愿忘记父亲的去世，也不愿忘记失去的遗产。

Metaphysical questions and reflections on life and death were created for people alive and not for the dead. However, they do not have to solve all mystery; it is enough for them to create some distraction and to dream that they clarify.

形而上学的问题和对生与死的思考是为活着的人而不是为死去的人而创造的。然而，他们不必解开所有的谜团;对他们来说，制造一些分心的事情，让他们的梦想变得清晰就足够了。

Mistakes and regret, disease and death...ain't recognized by mind that capable of changing them into otherwise.

错误和遗憾，疾病和死亡……不能被大脑识别，不能把它们变成另外的东西。

Most books, like their authors, are born to die; of only a few books can it be said that death has no dominion over them; they live, and their influence lives forever.

大多数书，就像它们的作者一样，都是为死亡而生;只有少数几本书能说死亡对它们没有统治权;他们活着，他们的影响永远存在。

Most of the debate over the cultures of death and life is about process. The debate focuses on the technology available to determine how we prolong life and how and when we end it.

关于死亡和生命文化的争论大多是关于过程的。争论的焦点是可用的技术，以确定我们如何延长寿命，如何以及何时结束生命。

Most of us harbour a significant amount of subconscious fear about death, and act out of this fear in our daily lives.

我们大多数人对死亡有大量的潜意识恐惧，并在日常生活中表现出这种恐惧。

Most songs are somewhere between love and death, and mine are no exception.

大多数歌曲都介于爱情和死亡之间，我的也不例外。

Music is a kind of death. Nothing else exists when there's true music.

音乐是一种死亡。只有真正的音乐才存在。

Music links us humans, heart to heart...Across time and space, and life and death.

音乐把我们人类连在一起，心连心……跨越时空，跨越生死。

Must not all things at the last be swallowed up in death?

万物不都要灭亡吗?

My God, if I had a heart, I would write my hate on ice, and wait for the sun to show.

我的上帝，如果我有一颗心，我会把我的恨写在冰上，等着太阳出来。

My father's death, my move, and my frightening and difficult delivery created a tremendous amount of stress, pain, and sadness for me. I was practically devastated beyond recovery.

我父亲的去世，我的搬家，我可怕而艰难的分娩给我带来了巨大的压力，痛苦和悲伤。我几乎崩溃得无法恢复。

My heart has joined the thousand, for my friend stopped running today.

我的心已经加入了千万个，因为我的朋友今天停止了跑步。

My life closed twice before its close; It yet remains to see If Immortality unveil A third event to me, So huge, so hopeless to conceive, As these that twice befell. Parting is all we know of heaven, And all we need of hell.

我的生命在结束之前已经关闭了两次; 这还有待观察 如果永生公布 第三件事， 如此巨大，如此难以想象， 就像这两次一样。 离别是我们对天堂的全部认知， 我们只需要地狱。

My life is like a dead language than no one knows, however, for some reason you speak it fluently and that is why I don’t feel alone.

我的生活就像一门没有人知道的死语言，然而，由于某种原因，你说得很流利，这就是为什么我不感到孤独。