Death is a cessation of the impressions through the senses, and of the pulling of the strings which move the appetites, and of the discursive movements of the thoughts, and of the service to the flesh.
AI put this 1862 translation into today's English. Only the wording changed: each rewrite was checked against the original to keep its exact meaning.
Original translation
“No longer talk at all about the kind of man that a good man ought to be, but be such.”
Translated by George Long, 1862
“Time is like a river made up of the events which happen, and a violent stream; for as soon as a thing has been seen, it is carried away, and another comes in its place, and this will be carried away too.”