Herein Fortune shows herself more kind
Than is her custom. It is still her use
To let the wretched man outlive his wealth,
To view with hollow eye and wrinkled brow
An age of poverty; from which lingering penance
Of such misery doth she cut me off.
William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Antonio, in The Merchant of Venice, act 4, sc. 1, l. 267-72.
Finding reasons to welcome the prospect of death.