He doesn't mind if he dies... indeed, he would like to die; but yet he fears to fall. He would welcome a long sleep; but not at the price of falling to it.

I want the truth of things. But there's nowhere to find it.

i am not afraid of death , i just like it here

To be in a world which is a hell, to be of that world and neither to believe in or guess at anything but that world is not merely hell but the only possible damnation: the act of a man damning himself. It may be -- I hope it is -- redemption to guess and perhaps perceive that the universe, the hell which we see for all its beauty, vastness, majesty, is only part of a whole which is quite unimaginable.

Sleep is when all the unsorted stuff comes flying out as from a dustbin upset in a high wind

People are not afraid of death, they just are not. The only thing they are afraid of is of the unknown.