When someone sins, they sin against themselves. When someone is unjust, they hurt themselves by making themselves worse than they were before. Not only the person who does wrong things is unjust, but often the person who fails to do right things is unjust too.
He that sinneth, sinneth unto himself. He that is unjust, hurts himself, in that he makes himself worse than he was before. Not he only that committeth, but he also that omitteth something, is oftentimes unjust.
But you want a more popular remedy against the fear of death — not as direct or philosophical, but very powerful. Nothing will make you more willing to leave life than considering what things you'll leave behind and what kind of people you won't have to deal with anymore. True, you shouldn't be angry with them. You should care for them and bear with them patiently. But remember this: when you die, you won't be leaving people who share your beliefs. If you were surrounded by people who thought like you do, that might make you fear death and want to stay longer. But now you see what hard work it is to live with people who think so differently. So you have more reason to say: 'Come quickly, Death, before I lose myself too.'
But thou desirest a more popular, and though not so direct and philosophical, yet a very powerful and penetrative recipe against the fear of death, nothing can make they more willing to part with thy life, than if thou shalt consider, both what the subjects themselves are that thou shalt part with, and what manner of disposition thou shalt no more have to do with. True it is, that, offended with them thou must not be by no means, but take care of them, and meekly bear with them However, this thou mayst remember, that whensoever it happens that thou depart, it shall not be from men that held the same opinions that thou dost. For that indeed, (if it were so) is the only thing that might make thee averse from death, and willing to continue here, if it were thy hap to live with men that had obtained the same belief that thou hast. But now, what a toil it is for thee to live with men of different opinions, thou seest: so that thou hast rather occasion to say, Hasten, I thee pray, O Death; lest I also in time forget myself.