What Death?
“He was sorry for them, he must make it so they had no pain. Free them and free himself from these sufferings. ‘So good and so simple,’ he thought.
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“‘And the pain?’ he asked himself. ‘Where’s it gone? Well, where are you, pain?’
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“He began to listen.
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“‘There it is. So—let the pain be. And death? Where is it?’
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“He searched for his old habitual fear of death and didn’t find it. Where was death? What death? There was no fear, because there was no death. Instead of death there was light.
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“‘So that’s it!’ he suddenly said aloud. ‘Such joy!’” — Leo Tolstoy; The Death of Ivan Ilyich, p. 109-110
Kerry Lambert
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