A dying person should remain a person: to have hope, not to suffer, to be content.
People want to live; to see their grandchildren again; to see the sun again. They don’t want to be in pain, they want comfort. People don’t want to die. Ask a patient in intensive care whether he wants to know that in an hour he’ll be dead. I’ve seen those people. What he wants to know is that in an hour he’ll still be alive and that his granddaughter will bring him some tea. Why deprive him of hope? Why tell him that he won’t see his granddaughter anymore? Imagine you’re lying here. Would you like to be spat on, told to get lost, because you’re dying? Nobody wants to die.