The event of death is always astounding; our philosophy never reaches, never possesses it; we are always at the beginning of our catechism; all with the definition is yet to be made, What is Death? I see nothing to help beyond observing what the mind’s habit is in regard to that crisis. Simply, I have nothing to do with it. It is nothing to me. After I have made my will & set my house in order, I shall do in the immediate expectation of death In the same things I should do without it.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
Journals and Miscellaneous Notebooks 5:415