The sense of death is most in apprehension;

And the poor beetle, that we tread upon,

In corporal sufferance finds a pang as great

As when a giant dies.

William Shakespeare (1564-1616): Measure for Measure. Act iii. Sc. 1.

For sufferance is the badge of all our tribe.

William Shakespeare (1564-1616): The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 3.