“There is a difference between knowing when to love and when to live. Love’s expression goes so far as to believe another is the greater worth, when the self was only ever valuable for the sacrifice. By finding death as something of a warm welcome is to mean another can live in the peace the self never had. Would it be fine to accept death? Should another live in the manner of letting the self go down? It is all fine, as all of it is welcomed. Death is fine, so long as love, not life, can go on.”
– Modern Romanticism