Birth, life, and death -- each took place on the hidden side of a leaf.

Was it hard? I hope she didn't die hard.'

Sethe shook her head. 'Soft as cream. Being alive was the hard part.

It's gonna hurt, now," said Amy. "anything dead coming back to life hurts.

The human body is robust. It can gather strength when it's in mortal danger.

Our fear of death is like our fear that summer will be short , but when we have had our fill of fruit, our swelter of heat, we said that we have had our day.

Life and death are balanced on the edge of a razor.