"The patient had certainly fought well; a difficult patient, a demanding patient, but a good fighter. He had been a wealthy business man whose meticulous plans for his future certainly didn't include dying at forty two. She recalled the look of wild surprise, almost of outrage, with which he had greeted the realization that death was something neither he nor his accountant could fix."
P. D. James (1920-2014). Shroud for a Nightingale (1971). New York: Warner Books, 1996, p. 147