Shakespeare on death:

Full fathom five thy father lies;
Of his bones are coral made;
Those are pearls that were his eyes:
Nothing of him that doth fade
But doth suffer a sea-change
Into something rich and strange.

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  1. One of my favorite lines of all time. But something else interesting happened this summer that has to do with Shakespeare and Death: I was with my mother as she lay dying, and at a certain point I was pretty sure she was dead but I wasn't positive. I tried to feel for a pulse, but apparently you have to press pretty hard... her throat was warm, but her hands were cold, and I simply couldn't tell. (It was the middle of the night.) I finally called the hospice nurses, and asked how one could be Really Sure a person was Dead. She replied: Put a mirror in front of her mouth and see if it fogs up.
    Can you believe it?! There I was: Lear - and my mother was Cordelia! I thought Wow! Nothing has changed since 1600's. Loved it. So that's my 'Shakespeare & Death' experience.