Call no man happy, said Shadow, until he is dead - Neil Gaiman, American Gods

"Call no man happy, said Shadow, until he is dead"

"That is the eternal folly of man. To be chasing after the sweet flesh, without realizing that it is simply a pretty cover for the bones."

"The house smelled musty and damp, and a little sweet, as if it were haunted by the ghosts of long-dead cookies."

"I don't know much more than I did when I was alive. Most of the stuff I know now that I didn't know then I can't put into words."

"So,"he asked. "How's death?""Hard,"she said. "It just keeps going."