This resonated loudly for me in the context of our thoughts on Tolstoy's "The Death of Ivan Illych" and "Master and Man". How do we all understand this powerful idea?
As Shakespeare once put it at the end of his most profound sonnet, sonnet 146- [he is here speaking about the way we recklessly expend so much of our time and energy on the unimportant and trivial things in life, pampering our physical selves, our material obsessions] - he cautions:
.... Shall worms, inheritors of this excess,
Eat up thy charge? is this thy body's end?
Then soul, live thou upon thy servant's loss,
And let that pine to aggravate thy store;
Buy terms divine in selling hours of dross;
Within be fed, without be rich no more:
So shalt thou feed on Death, that feeds on men,
And Death once dead, there's no more dying then.