We hide death as if it were shameful and dirty. We see in it only horror, meaninglessness, useless struggle and suffering, an intolerable scandal, whereas it is our life's culmination, its crowning moment, and what gives it both sense and worth. It is nevertheless an immense mystery, a great question mark that we carry in our very marrow.
— Marie de Hennezel, Intimate Death by Marie de Hennezel, Carol Brown Janeway, translator