The only thing worse than respawning is not respawning.
R-r-r-r-respawn! Rise from your grave!
If some idiot claims that life is meaningless without death, Hyperion recommends killing them.
Do not worry about the afterlife, valued Hyperion customer. Hell is reserved exclusively for pedophiles and people who buy Jakobs munitions.
Permanent death? Shmermanent... shmeath...
The Hyperion corporation would like to clarify that the bright light you saw was our DigiStruct technology, and not a higher power. Not higher than Hyperion, anyway.
The Hyperion corporation suggests: Live! LIIIIIIIIVVVVVVVVE!
Between you and us, that thing that killed you is a total dick. Please disregard this message if you committed suicide.
Don't think of your death as failure, think of it as fun! Don't think of Hyperion's respawn charges as war profiteering, think of them as war... fun!
Hyperion recommends swearing vengeance on the thing that killed you, unless it was an inanimate object such as a cliff.
Hyperion recommends taking a few deep breaths before swearing vengeance on whatever killed you.
Hyperion is sure that wasn't your fault.
Hyperion would like to take this opportunity to say: cha-ching!
The Hyperion corporation assures you that any spawn-campers will be permanently banned from this plane of existence.