Το πρώτο δάκρυ του ανθρώπου για το θάνατο.

“Those who have led a mediocre existence, who are the majority, wander through the meadow without their bodies, transformed into shadows imperceptible to the touch, like smoke. They feed on the libations we make to them here, and on the offerings we consecrate before their graves. Thus, unless some friend or relative on earth remembers him, this dead man would remain without eating and would live hungry among the other shadows.” – Lucian, On Mourning 9