No true master ever dies, he cannot die. Death does not appear for the masters, does not exist for them. Hence they are masters. They have known the eternity of life. They have seen that the body disappears but that the body is not all: the body is only the periphery, the body is only the garments. The body is the house, the abode, but the guest never disappears. The guest only moves from one abode to another. One day, ultimately, the guest starts living under the sky, with no shelter…but the guest continues. Only bodies, houses, come and go, are born and then die. But there is an inner continuum, an inner continuity – that is eternal, timeless, deathless.
Whenever you can love a master – a master like Jesus, Buddha, Zarathustra, Lao Tzu – if your passion is total, immediately you are bridged.
~ OSHO – The Dhammapada: The Way of the Buddha, Vol 1. chapter #1