Death is the end of everything that troubles us. No more sensations pressing in on us. No more being ruled by our emotions. No more mistakes in our thinking. No more being trapped in this body.
Death is a cessation from the impression of the senses, the tyranny of the passions, the errors of the mind, and the servitude of the body.
Isn't it cruel to stop people from going after what they think is best for them? What they believe will help them most? But you deny them this freedom every time you get angry at their mistakes. They are drawn to these wrong choices because they think it will benefit them. 'But they're wrong,' you might say. Then teach them better. Show them the truth. But don't be angry with them.
Is it not a cruel thing to forbid men to affect those things, which they conceive to agree best with their own natures, and to tend most to their own proper good and behoof? But thou after a sort deniest them this liberty, as often as thou art angry with them for their sins. For surely they are led unto those sins whatsoever they be, as to their proper good and commodity. But it is not so (thou wilt object perchance). Thou therefore teach them better, and make it appear unto them: but be not thou angry with them.