Reset, readjust, restart, refocus.As many times as you need to.
Just don't quit!
The couples that are meant to be, are the ones who go through everything that is meant to tear them apart, and come out stronger.
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The opposite of love is not hate, it's indifference. The opposite of art is not ugliness, it's indifference. The opposite of faith is not heresy, it's indifference. And the opposite of life is not death, it's indifference.
To the well-organized mind, death is but the next great adventure.
I'm not afraid of death; I just don't want to be there when it happens.
Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.
The fear of death follows from the fear of life. A man who lives fully is prepared to die at any time.
Death ends a life, not a relationship.
Death's got an Invisibility Cloak?" Harry interrupted again."So he can sneak up on people," said Ron. "Sometimes he gets bored of running at them, flapping his arms and shrieking...
I believe that imagination is stronger than knowledge. That myth is more potent than history. That dreams are more powerful than facts. That hope always triumphs over experience. That laughter is the only cure for grief. And I believe that love is stronger than death.
I do not fear death. I had been dead for billions and billions of years before I was born, and had not suffered the slightest inconvenience from it.
Life is for the living.Death is for the dead.Let life be like music. And death a note unsaid.
To me, Fearless is not the absense of fear. It's not being completely unafraid. To me, Fearless is having fears. Fearless is having doubts. Lots of them. To me, Fearless is living in spite of those things that scare you to death.
Don't be afraid of death; be afraid of an unlived life. You don't have to live forever, you just have to live.
Even death has a heart.
I meant," said Ipslore bitterly, "what is there in this world that truly makes living worthwhile?"Death thought about it.CATS, he said eventually. CATS ARE NICE.
DON'T THINK OF IT AS DYING, said Death. JUST THINK OF IT AS LEAVING EARLY TO AVOID THE RUSH.
The last enemy that shall be destroyed is death.
Ignore those that make you fearful and sad, that degrade you back towards disease and death.
If death meant just leaving the stage long enough to change costume and come back as a new character...Would you slow down? Or speed up?
You only live twice:Once when you are bornAnd once when you look death in the face
Death is so terribly final, while life is full of possibilities.
Sleep, those little slices of death — how I loathe them.
Death is Peaceful, Life is Harder
And what would humans be without love?"RARE, said Death.
Life isn't fair, it's just fairer than death, that's all.
Death is not the opposite of life, but a part of it.
Life is pleasant. Death is peaceful. It's the transition that's troublesome.
Death is no more than passing from one room into another. But there's a difference for me, you know. Because in that other room I shall be able to see.
People living deeply have no fear of death.
That's what literature is. It's the people who went before us, tapping out messages from the past, from beyond the grave, trying to tell us about life and death! Listen to them!
Today a young man on acid realized that all matter is merely energy condensed to a slow vibration, that we are all one consciousness experiencing itself subjectively, there is no such thing as death, life is only a dream, and we are the imagination of ourselves. Heres Tom with the Weather.
Death is not the greatest loss in life. The greatest loss is what dies inside while still alive. Never surrender.
Life before Death.Strength before Weakness.Journey before Destination.
People, I thought, wanted security. They couldn't bear the idea of death being a big black nothing, couldn't bear the thought of their loved ones not existing, and couldn't even imagine themselves not existing. I finally decided that people believed in an afterlife because they couldn't bear not to.
I'm completely in favor of the separation of Church and State. ... These two institutions screw us up enough on their own, so both of them together is certain death.
Be like the sun for grace and mercy. Be like the night to cover others' faults. Be like running water for generosity. Be like death for rage and anger. Be like the Earth for modesty. Appear as you are. Be as you appear.
Life is so beautiful that death has fallen in love with it, a jealous, possessive love that grabs at what it can. But life leaps over oblivion lightly, losing only a thing or two of no importance, and gloom is but the passing shadow of a cloud...
Books are finite, sexual encounters are finite, but the desire to read and to fuck is infinite; it surpasses our own deaths, our fears, our hopes for peace.
Death: "THERE ARE BETTER THINGS IN THE WORLD THAN ALCOHOL, ALBERT."Albert: "Oh, yes, sir. But alcohol sort of compensates for not getting them.
It is not death that a man should fear, but he should fear never beginning to live.
Fear not death for the sooner we die, the longer we shall be immortal.
The heart dies a slow death, shedding each hope like leaves until one day there are none. No hopes. Nothing remains.
He was mastered by the sheer surging of life, the tidal wave of being, the perfect joy of each separate muscle, joint, and sinew in that it was everything that was not death, that it was aglow and rampant, expressing itself in movement, flying exultantly under the stars.
HUMAN BEINGS MAKE LIFE SO INTERESTING. DO YOU KNOW, THAT IN A UNIVERSE SO FULL OF WONDERS, THEY HAVE MANAGED TO INVENT BOREDOM. (Death)
You never know how much you really believe anything until its truth or falsehood becomes a matter of life and death to you.
Though lovers be lost, love shall not; And death shall have no dominion.
No one can say that death found in me a willing comrade, or that I went easily.
When two people are under the influence of the most violent, most insane, most delusive, and most transient of passions, they are required to swear that they will remain in that excited, abnormal, and exhausting condition continuously until death do them part.
Never knock on death's door. Ring the doorbell then run. He totally hates that. - T-shirt
The funny thing about facing imminent death is that it really snaps everything else into perspective.
Nobody owns life, but anyone who can pick up a frying pan owns death.
The death of a beautiful woman is, unquestionably, the most poetical topic in the world.
belief is the death of intelligence.
But death was her curse and her gift, and death had been her good friend these long, long years.
Life is a process of becoming, a combination of states we have to go through. Where people fail is that they wish to elect a state and remain in it. This is a kind of death.
I carry death in my left pocket. Sometimes I take it out and talk to it: "Hello, baby, how you doing? When you coming for me? I'll be ready.
Delaying death is one of my favorite hobbies
That is not dead which can eternal lie,And with strange aeons even death may die.
I am your Prince and you will marry me," Humperdinck said.Buttercup whispered, "I am your servant and I refuse.""I am you Prince and you cannot refuse.""I am your loyal servant and I just did.""Refusal means death.""Kill me then.
It seems to me that if you or I must choose between two courses of thought or action, we should remember our dying and try so to live that our death brings no pleasure to the world.
It's lovely. If only you could frost someone to death.""Don't be so superior. You can never tell what you will find in the arena. Say it's a gigantic cake-
I told him I believed in hell, and that certain people, like me, had to live in hell before they died, to make up for missing out on it after death, since they didn't believe in life after death, and what each person believed happened to him when he died.
In the end, it wasn't death that surprised her but the stubbornness of life.
Death must be so beautiful. To lie in the soft brown earth, with the grasses waving above one’s head, and listen to silence. To have no yesterday, and no tomorrow. To forget time, to forgive life, to be at peace.
I'm not afraid of death because I don't believe in it.It's just getting out of one car, and into another.
I postpone death by living, by suffering, by error, by risking, by giving, by losing.
Death leaves a heartache no one can heal, love leaves a memory no one can steal.From an Irish headstone
A single death is a tragedy; a million deaths is a statistic.
We'd stared into the face of Death, and Death blinked first. You'd think that would make us feel brave and invincible. It didn't.
Death is not the greatest loss in life. The greatest loss is what dies inside us while we live.
Madame, all stories, if continued far enough, end in death, and he is no true-story teller who would keep that from you.
I am afraid. Not of life, or death, or nothingness, but of wasting it as if I had never been.
As a well spent day brings happy sleep, so life well used brings happy death.
Death is a stripping away of all that is not you. The secret of life is to "die before you die" --- and find that there is no death.
There are three deaths. The first is when the body ceases to function. The second is when the body is consigned to the grave. The third is that moment, sometime in the future, when your name is spoken for the last time.
Death, taxes and childbirth! There's never any convenient time for any of them.
I'm not married,” he said softly, “because I can't stomach the idea of marrying a woman inferior to me in mind and spirit. It would mean the death of my soul.
If you don't live a life in service of a greater good, you've gotta at least die a death in service of a greater good, you know? And I fear that I won't get either a life or a death that means anything.
Those we love never truly leave us, Harry. There are things that death cannot touch.
I know, too, that death is the only god who comes when you call.
It's only in drugs or death we'll see anything new, and death is just too controlling.
Death, therefore, the most awful of evils, is nothing to us, seeing that, when we are, death is not come, and, when death is come, we are not.
I want someone who is fierce and will love me until death and knows that love is as strong as death, and be on my side forever and ever. I want someone who will destroy and be destroyed by me.
Intellectual growth should commence at birth and cease only at death.
The boundaries which divide Life from Death are at best shadowy and vague. Who shall say where the one ends, and where the other begins?
End? No, the journey doesn't end here. Death is just another path, one that we all must take. The grey rain-curtain of this world rolls back, and all turns to silver glass, and then you see it.
Tell your friend that in his death, a part of you dies and goes with him. Wherever he goes, you also go. He will not be alone.
Death, so called, is a thing which makes men weep, And yet a third of life is passed in sleep.
The real question of life after death isn't whether or not it exists, but even if it does what problem this really solves.
Life is too short when you think of the length of death
Death should take me while I am in the mood.
Lies are neither bad nor good. Like a fire they can either keep you warm or burn you to death, depending on how they're used.
We all pay for life with death, so everything in between should be free.
The death of a beloved is an amputation.
Death and Famine and War and Pollution continued biking towards Tadfield. And Grievous Bodily Harm, Cruelty To Animals, Things Not Working Properly Even After You've Given Them A Good Thumping but secretly No Alcohol Lager, and Really Cool People travelled with them.
Wrong will be right, when Aslan comes in sight,At the sound of his roar, sorrows will be no more,When he bares his teeth, winter meets its death,And when he shakes his mane, we shall have spring again.
Yes, it's a well-known fact about you: you're like death, you take everything.
Most men fear getting laughed at or humiliated by a romantic prospect while most women fear rape and death.
It is love, not reason, that is stronger than death.
Dogs do not have many advantages over people, but one of them is extremely important: euthanasia is not forbidden by law in their case; animals have the right to a merciful death.
Love, whether newly born or aroused from a deathlike slumber, must always create sunshine, filling the heart so full of radiance, that it overflows upon the outward world.
To escape death, she'd become death.
My own business always bores me to death; I prefer other people's.
How could the death of someone you had never met affect you so?
Death is the easy part, the hard part is living and knowing you could be so much more then you’re willing to be.
I would request that my body in death be buried not cremated, so that the energy content contained within it gets returned to the earth, so that flora and fauna can dine upon it, just as I have dined upon flora and fauna during my lifetime
Truth, she thought. As terrible as death. But harder to find.
You don't ask people with knives in their stomachs what would make them happy; happiness is no longer the point. It's all about survival; it's all about whether you pull the knife out and bleed to death or keep it in...
O, hereWill I set up my everlasting rest,And shake the yoke of inauspicious starsFrom this world-wearied flesh. Eyes, look your last!Arms, take your last embrace! and, lips, O youThe doors of breath, seal with a righteous kissA dateless bargain to engrossing death!
Finally there is nothing here for death to take away.
Death doesn't exist. It never did, it never will. But we've drawn so many pictures of it, so many years, trying to pin it down, comprehend it, we've got to thinking of it as an entity, strangely alive and greedy. All it is, however, is a stopped watch, a loss, an end, a darkness. Nothing.
The reports of my death are greatly exaggerated.
I'm wishing he could see that music lives. Forever. That it's stronger than death. Stronger than time. And that its strength holds you together when nothing else can.
Will having a newborn distract from the time we have together?" she asked. "Don't you think saying goodbye to your child will make your death more painful?""Wouldn't it be great if it did?" I said. Lucy and I both felt that life wasn't about avoiding suffering.
Kira: L, do you knowGods of deathlove apples?L: Damn you, Kira...
This place is a dream. Only a sleeper considers it real. Then death comes like dawn, and you wake up laughing at what you thought was your grief.
In the midst of life, we are in death.
Man cannot possess anything as long as he fears death. But to him who does not fear it, everything belongs. If there was no suffering, man would not know his limits, would not know himself.
Honor from death,” I snap, “is a myth. Invented by the war torn to make sense of the horrific. If we die, it will be so that others may live. Truly honorable death, the only honorable death, is one that enables life.
An atheist believes that a hospital should be built instead of a church. An atheist believes that deed must be done instead of prayer said.An atheist strives for involvement in life and not escape into death. He wants disease conquered, poverty vanished, war eliminated.
If after I die, people want to write my biography, there is nothing simpler. They only need two dates: the date of my birth and the date of my death. Between one and another, every day is mine.
Eric called Al's suicide brave, and he was wrong. My mother's death was brave. I remember how calm she was, how determined. It isn't just brave that she died for me; it is brave that she did it without announcing it, without hesitation, and without appearing to consider another option.
I've heard that people stand in bad situations because a relationship like that gets turned up by degrees. It is said that a frog will jump out of a pot of boiling water. Place him in a pot and turn it up a little at a time, and he will stay until he is boiled to death. Us frogs understand this.
A man may die, nations may rise and fall, but an idea lives on. Ideas have endurance without death.
Of all the wonders that I have heard,It seems to me most strange that men should fear;Seeing death, a necessary end,Will come when it will come.(Act II, Scene 2)
Whether we like it or not, the one justification for the existence of all religions is death, they need death as much as we need bread to eat.
Death is unstoppable. One must face it as a fact of life
Death is the fairest thing in the world. No one's ever gotten out of it. The earth takes everyone - the kind, the cruel, the sinners. Aside from that, there's no fairness on earth.
Accepting death doesn't mean you won't be devastated when someone you love dies. It means you will be able to focus on your grief, unburdened by bigger existential questions like, "Why do people die?" and "Why is this happening to me?" Death isn't happening to you. Death is happening to us all.
In a world where death is the hunter, my friend, there is no time for regrets or doubts. There is only time for decisions.
Sometimes I think gravity may be death in disguise. Other times I think gravity is love, which is why love's only demand is that we fall.
Right," Sadie said. "And Set will just stand there calmly while I read him to death.
The bounties of space, of infinite outwardness, were three: empty heroics, low comedy, and pointless death.
End? No, the journey doesn't end here. Death is just another path. One that we all must take.
Death twitches my ear;'Live,' he says... 'I'm coming.
We're reaching for death on the end of a candle We're trying for something that's already found us
People who get up early in the morning cause war, death and famine.
Now, I am become Death, the destroyer of worlds.
Whether a thought is spoken or not it is a real thing and it has power," Tuek said. "You might find the line between life and death among the Fremen to be too sharp and quick.
But fate, as Merlin always taught us, is inexorable. Life is a jest of the Gods, Merlin liked to claim, and there is no justice. You must learn to laugh, he once told me, or else you'll just weep yourself to death.
You had to risk your life to get love. You had to get right to the edge of death to ever be saved.
I've got death inside me. It's just a question of whether or not I can outlive it.
Of all the ways to lose a person, death is the kindest.
Life is a spark between two identical voids, the darkness before birth and the one after death.
Death is part of who we are. It guidesus. It shapes us. It drives us to madness. Can you still be human if you have no mortal end
There is no such thing as inner peace. There is only nervousness and death.
Faster, Faster, until the thrill of speed overcomes the fear of death.
Those who shun the whimsy of things will experience rigor mortis before death.
If there be light, then there is darkness; if cold, heat; if height, depth; if solid, fluid; if hard, soft; if rough, smooth; if calm, tempest; if prosperity, adversity; if life, death.
Dare not say that man forgets sooner than woman, that his love has an earlier death.
Everybody know death is inevitably coming, but it never fails to catch everybody by surprise everytime one is going
Have you made any other friends since we've been here?"I gave him the death stare. "Yes, actually.""Who? I want a name.""Jamie Roth.""The Ebola kid? I heard he's a little unstable.""That was one incident.
It’s not contagious, you know. Death is as natural as life. It’s part of the deal we made.
I swear that woman had a previous career as a death-hunter selling tragic ballads down around the Seven Dials," said Will. "And I do wish she wouldn't sing about poisoning just after we've eaten.
The leading cause of death among fashion models is falling through street grates.
Death didn't bother me much. Strong Christian and all that. Method of death did. Being eaten alive. One of my top three ways not to go out.
Death is contagious; it is contracted the moment we are conceived.
Hearing nuns' confessions is like being stoned to death with popcorn.
Death comes to us all; we can only choose how to face it when it comes.
Why should I fear death?If I am, then death is not.If Death is, then I am not.Why should I fear that which can only exist when I do not?Long time men lay oppressed with slavish fear.Religious tyranny did domineer.At length the mighty one of GreeceBegan to assent the liberty of man.
[HAMILTON]I imagine death so much it feels more like a memory
Why so much grief for me? No man will hurl me down to Death, against my fate. And fate? No one alive has ever escaped it, neither brave man nor coward, I tell you - it’s born with us the day that we are born.
Because misery, and degradation, and death, and nothing that God or Satan could inflict would have parted us, you, of your own will did it. I have no broken your heart - you have broken it; and in breaking it, you have broken mine. So much the worse for me that I am strong.
Any man's death diminishes me, because I am involved in mankind, and therefore never send to know for whom the bells tolls; it tolls for thee.
He had been bored, that's all, bored like most people. Hence he had made himself out of whole cloth a life full of complications and drama. Something must happen - and that explains most human commitments. Something must happen, even loveless slavery, even war or death. Hurray then for funerals!
All this twaddle, the existence of God, atheism, determinism, liberation, societies, death, etc., are pieces of a chess game called language, and they are amusing only if one does not preoccupy oneself with 'winning or losing this game of chess.
Many have died; you also will die. The drum of death is being beaten. The world has fallen in love with a dream. Only sayings of the wise will remain.
Death does not concern us, because as long as we exist, death is not here. And when it does come, we no longer exist.
I know that it's easier to look at death than it is to look at pain, because while death is irrevocable, and the grief will lessen in time, pain is too often merely relentless and irreversible.
Well I'd certainly hate to interrupt your pleasant night stroll with my sudden death.
There are some kinds of wounds you can get, internal injuries. You don't know what's wrong with you, but you're bleeding to death slowly inside.
She was a wolf. She was death, devourer of the worlds.
And Death spoke to them —’”“Sorry,” interjected Harry, “but Death spoke to them?”“It’s a fairy tale, Harry!”“Right, sorry. Go on.
Here I am trying to live, or rather, I am trying to teach the death within me how to live.
It was a great mistake, my being born a man, I would have been much more successful as a seagull or a fish. As it is, I will always be a stranger who never feels at home, who does not really want and is not really wanted, who can never belong, who must be a little in love with death!
Life is so beautiful that death has fallen in love with it, a jealous possessive love that grabs at what it can.
No more let life divide what death can join together.
Life is like a sandwich!Birth as one slice,and death as the other.What you put in-between the slices is up to you.Is your sandwich tasty or sour?Allan Rufus.org
There was a lot they didn’t tell you about death, she had discovered, and one of the biggies was how long it took the ones you loved most to die in your heart.
You do care a little for me, I know... but nothing to speak of, and you don't love me. I was yours once till death if you'd cared to keep me, but I'm someone else's now... and he's mine in a way that shocks you, but why don't you stop being shocked, and attend to your own happiness.
And you know, there's less charm in life when you think about death--but it's more peaceful.
There are always two deaths, the real one and the one people know about.
Whenever you are ready, or if you never are, my heart is yours, until Death do us part. Whatever that may mean when consorting with one of Death’s handmaidens.
On the death of a friend, we should consider that the fates through confidence have devolved on us the task of a double living, that we have henceforth to fulfill the promise of our friend's life also, in our own, to the world.
dont be afraid of death, be afraid of the unlived life.
Do not act as if you had ten thousand years to throw away. Death stands at your elbow. Be good for something while you live and it is in your power.
There is one who remembers the way to your door: Life you may evade, but Death you shall not.
Until death it is all life
There was only one guy in the whole Bible Jesus ever personally promised a place with him in Paradise. Not Peter, not Paul, not any of those guys. He was a convicted thief, being executed. So don't knock the guys on death row. Maybe they know something you don't.
It is always betterto avenge dear ones than to indulge in mourning.For every one of us, living in this worldmeans waiting for our end. Let whoever canwin glory before death. When a warrior is gone,that will be his best and only bulwark.
They say even death can't cure an idiot.-Ririn
I am often thought of as being remarkably bright, and yet my brains, more often than not, are busily devising new and interesting ways of bringing my enemies to sudden, gagging, writhing, agonizing death.
People have hope because they cannot see Death standing behind them.
Everything that happens before Death is what counts.
Though we tremble before uncertain futuresmay we meet illness, death and adversity with strengthmay we dance in the face of our fears.
He could not stand. It was notThat he could not thrive, he was bornWith everything but the will –That can be deformed, just like a limb.Death was more interesting to him.Life could not get his attention.
The main facts in human life are five: birth, food, sleep, love and death.
I have been waiting for death all my life. I do not mean that I actively wish to die, just that I do not really want to be alive.
Life is doubt,And faith without doubt is nothing but death.
Death walks faster than the wind and never returns what he has taken.
That is death - shifting from "is" to "was.
Death must exist for life to have meaning.
Our life is made by the death of others.
Desire is half of life; indifference is half of death.
Eyes, look your last! Arms, take your last embrace! And, lips, oh you the doors of breath, seal with a righteous kiss a dateless bargain to engrossing death!
What happens if you get scared half to death twice?
The death of dogma is the birth of morality.
I do not cling to life sufficiently to fear death.
This place has only three exits, sir: Madness, and Death.
The people you are closest to tend to be able to hurt you the most - that is why heartbreak is so hard to deal with, why death is so painful, and why fights can destroy things that matter.
If you cannot love me, I will die. Before you came I wanted to die, I have told you many times. It is cruel to have made me want to live only to make my death more bloody.
Tell me, Doctor, are you afraid of death?""I guess it depends on how you die.
In the heartfelt mercy of our God, the dawn from on high will visit us, to shine on those sitting in darkness, in the shadow of death, to guide our feet to the way of peace.
Death destroys a man: the idea of Death saves him.
What I fear most, I think, is the death of the imagination.
For to fear death, my friends, is only to think ourselves wise without really being wise, for it is to think that we know what we do not know. For no one knows whether death may not be the greatest good that can happen to man.
You must know that I am made of death, from head to foot, and it is a corpse who loves you and adores you and will never, never leave you!
She's realized the real problem with stories -- if you keep them going long enough, they always end in death.
and every day I thank [God] that I am alive, not because I fear death, but because my wife has a husband and my son is not an orphan.
A joke is an epigram on the death of a feeling.
I have always been afraid... Always been pretending to follow you closely, alwyas been pretending to sharpen my teeth, when the truth is, I am ... scared to death just treading on your shadow.
The only certainty life contains is death.
Bite me." -Lieutenant Eve Dallas, from any of the In Death books.
If a cricketer, for instance, suddenly decided to go into a school and batter a lot of people to death with a cricket bat, which he could do very easily, I mean, are you going to ban cricket bats?
Strength is Life, Weakness is Death.Expansion is Life, Contraction is Death.Love is Life, Hatred is Death.
One false step, and you’ll fall all the way to Tartarus—and believe me, unlike the Doors of Death, this would be a one-way trip, a very hard fall! I will not have you dying before you tell me your plan for my artwork.
In spite of everything I still believe that people are really good at heart. I simply can't build up my hopes on a foundation consisting of confusion, misery and death.
There are any number of magical creatures, mostly female, whose singing can bring about horror and death. Sirens, undines, banshees, Bananarama tribute bands...
The way black women say "girl" can be magical. Frankly, I have no solid beliefs about the survival of consciousness after physical death. But if it's going to happen I know what I want to see after my trek toward the light. I want to see a black woman who will smile and say, "Girl....
The past attracts me, the present frightens me, because the future is death.
Give me a meaningful love or a beautiful death!
It’s never the value of water but thirst, it’s never the value of life but death and it’s never about the friendship but trust.
Merciful death. How you love your precious guilt
If it means my death, I don't care, because even death will be a sort of freedom.
I'm going to put death in all their food and watch them die.
Whenever I see an ambulance, I like to think there is a baby being born, rather than a death.
What will be left of all the fearing and wanting associated with your problematic life situation that every day takes up most of your attention? A dash, one or two inches long, between the date of birth and date of death on your gravestone.
A true opium of the people is a belief in nothingness after death - the huge solace of thinking that for our betrayals, greed, cowardice, murders we are not going to be judged.
Death is Distillation.
Be of good cheer about death, and know this of a truth, that no evil can happen to a good man, either in life or after death.
Men's lives have meaning, not their deaths.
I have given my word that only death will take me from you.
Would it hurt to die? All those times he had thought it was about to happen and escaped, he had never really thought of the thing itself: his will to live had always been so much stronger than his fear of death.
When we cannot bear to be alone, it means we do not properly value the only companion we will have from birth to death - ourselves.
All that is not God is death.
The only true borders lie between day and night, between life and death, between hope and loss.
Today, however, we are having a hard time living because we are so bent on outwitting death.
There is a certain right by which we many deprive a man of life, but none by which we may deprive him of death; this is mere cruelty.
Nevertheless, life and death are mysterious states, and we know little of the resources of either.
Not really hungry.""She’ll eat." Pritkin said curtly."I said —""If you starve to death it would damage my professional reputation.""I eat plenty.""The same does not apply should I strangle you in understandable irritation, however.""I’ll have a sandwich," I told Nick. "No meat.
Death has his favorites, like anyone. Those who are beloved of Death will not die.
Death was standing behind a lectern, poring over a map. He looked at Mort as if he wasn’t entirely there.Yᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇɴ'ᴛ ʜᴇᴀʀᴅ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ Bᴀʏ Oғ Mᴀɴᴛᴇ, ʜᴀᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ? he said.“No, sir,” said Mort.Fᴀᴍᴏᴜs sʜɪᴘᴡʀᴇᴄᴋ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ.“Was there?”Tʜᴇʀᴇ ᴡɪʟʟ ʙᴇ, said Death, ɪғ I ᴄᴀɴ ғɪɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀᴍɴ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ.
We look into each other's eyes as we shake. His are still full of death and horror, but in them I see my face reflected, and inside my tiny eyes inside his, I think I see some hope.
Death doesn't care about personalities - he's more interested in meeting quotas.
This time it is real — all must die, and where could mountaineer find a more glorious death!
Death, especially violent death, will turn the meanest bastard in the world into a nice guy. Why is that?
Mendacity is a system that we live in," declares Brick. "Liquor is one way out an'death's the other.
There really is only one ending to any story. Human life ends in death. Until then, it keeps going and gets complicated and there's loss. Everything involves loss; every relationship ends in one way or another.
Silence before being born, silence after death: life is nothing but noise between two unfathomable silences.
Death, a necessary end, will come when it will come
Stay with me to-night; you must see me die. I have long had the taste of death on my tongue, I smell death, and who will stand by my Constanze, if you do not stay?
He who has rejected his demons badgers us to death with his angels.
I forgive you," I said. I said what I had to. I would die by pieces to save myself from real death.
The day of my birth, my death began its walk. It is walking toward me, without hurrying.
Given a choice between life and death, choose life. Given a choice between right and wrong, choose what's right. And given a choice between a terrible truth and a beautiful lie, choose the truth every time.
For the first time in my life I tasted death, and death tasted bitter, for death is birth, is fear and dread of some terrible renewal.
Here’s what I know: death abducts the dying, but grief steals from those left behind.
Got it. Demon. Death. Doom.
When it comes to death, we know that laughter and tears are pretty much the same thing.
I suppose that a lifetime spent hiding one's erotic truth could have a cumulative renunciatory effect. Sexual shame is in itself a kind of death.
Death? Why all this fuss about death? Use your imagination, try to visualize a world without death! Death is the essential condition to life, not an evil.
Life is a slope. As long as you're going up you're always looking towards the top and you feel happy, but when you reach it, suddenly you can see the road going downhill and death at the end of it all. It's slow going up and quick going down.
The only certainty is death.
Who knew? I had no idea that someone could be such a thorn in your foot during a death march and still be irresistibly attractive in some magical, undeniable way.""So is this what people call sweet nothings? Because somehow, I expected it to be a little more...complementary.
Death is not the worst thing; rather, when one who craves death cannot attain even that wish.
When you reach the stars, boy, yes, and live there forever, all the fears will go, and Death himself will die.
Give me liberty or give me death."[From a speech given at Saint John's Church in Richmond, Virginia on March 23, 1775 to the Virginia House of Burgesses; as first published in print in 1817 in William Wirt's Life and Character of Patrick Henry.]
Death, I need my little addiction to you. I need that tiny voice who, even as I rise from the sea, all woman, all there, says kill me, kill me.
OH, THERE HAS TO BE SOMETHING IN THE STOCKING THAT MAKES A NOISE, said Death. OTHERWISE, WHAT IS 4:30 A.M. FOR?
We are biology. We are reminded of this at the beginning and the end, at birth and at death. In between we do what we can to forget.
Death is easy when you've already tried to find it.
Death and what came after death was no great mystery to Sabriel. She just wished it was.
Death is only the end if you assume the story is about you.
Life... is a paradise to what we fear of death.
Only those are fit to live who do not fear to die; and none are fit to die who have shrunk from the joy of life and the duty of life. Both life and death are parts of the same Great Adventure.
Knowing death is nearby gives you a chance to live...deliberately." -Tristan
Neither the sun nor death can be looked at steadily.
Flowers that grow where old ones have withered serve to remind us that death will one day come to us all.
I'm not afraid of death. Death's afraid of me.
The only reason people die, is because EVERYONE does it. You all just go along with it.It's RUBBISH, death. It's STUPID. I don't want nothing to do with it.
Every time you take a step, even when you don't want to. . . . When it hurts, when it means you rub chins with death, or even if it means dying, that's good. Anything that moves ahead, wins. No chess game was ever won by the player who sat for a lifetime thinking over his next move.
The four stages of acceptance:1. This is worthless nonsense.2. This is an interesting, but perverse, point of view.3. This is true, but quite unimportant.4. I always said so."(Review of The Truth About Death, in: Journal of Genetics 1963, Vol. 58, p.464)
I planned my death carefully, unlike my life, which meandered along from one thing to another, despite my feeble attempts to control it.
We see a hearse; we think sorrow. We see a grave; we think despair. We hear of a death; we think of a loss. Not so in heaven. When heaven sees a breathless body, it sees the vacated cocoon & the liberated butterfly.
We feel most alive when we are closest to death.
I've told my children that when I die, to release balloons in the sky to celebrate that I graduated. For me, death is a graduation.
A tragedy need not have blood and death; it's enough that it all be filled with that majestic sadness that is the pleasure of tragedy.
Those were strange days, now that I look back at them. In the midst of life, everything revolved around death.
Death is our constant companion, and it is death that gives each person's life its true meaning.
If men only felt about death as they do about sleep, all terrors would cease. . . Men sleep contentedly, assured that they will wake the following morning. They should feel the same about their lives.
It is life that hurts you not death.
Death is just the last scene of the last act.
I guess I just couldn't see standing there -- alive, talking, thinking, breathing, being -- one second, and dead the next. It really bothered me. Death by violence isn't the same as dying any other way, accident or disease or old age. It just ain't the same.
Don't fear the gods,Don't worry about death;What is good is easy to get, andWhat is terrible is easy to endure.
And someday when the descendants of humanity have spread from star to star they won’t tell the children about the history of Ancient Earth until they’re old enough to bear it and when they learn they’ll weep to hear that such a thing as Death had ever once existed
Someone once said that death is not the greatest loss in life. The greatest loss is what dies inside of us while we live. I could tell you who said it, but who the hell really cares.
Give me liberty, or give me death.
This is where the evening splits in half, Henry, love or death. Grab an end, pull hard, and make a wish.
With a hint of good judgment, to fear nothing, not failure or suffering or even death, indicates that you value life the most. You live to the extreme; you push limits; you spend your time building legacies. Those do not die.
A man's ethical behaviour should be based effectually on sympathy, education, and social ties and needs; no religious basis is necessary. Man would indeed be in a poor way if he had to be restrained by fear of punishment and hope of reward after death.
Wherever you feel death, feel it. Don’t escape. Death is beautiful; death is the greatest mystery, more mysterious than life. Through life you can gain the world, the futile world- meaningless, worthless. Through death you can gain the eternal. Death is the door.
But spending your life concentrating on death is like watching a whole movie and thinking only about the credits that are going to roll at the end. It’s a mistake of emphasis.
In the end mortals always expired before faeries. They were such finite creatures. Their first heartbeat and breath were but a blink from death. To add the weight of nourishing his insatiable court in a time of peace was to hasten that unconscionably.
The night sky is only a sort of carbon paper,Blueblack, with the much-poked periods of starsLetting in the light, peephole after peephole--- A bonewhite light, like death, behind all things.
Death always wins.
What mancan you show me who places any value on his time, who reckons the worth of each day, who understands that he isdying daily? For we are mistaken when we look forward to death; the major portion of death has already passed,Whatever years be behind us are in death's hands.
I love the name of honor more than I fear death.
Each man is master of his own death, and all that we can do when the time comes is to help him die without fear of pain.
Death is a state of mind---many people on Earth spend their entire lives dead.
After your death, you will be what you were before your birth.
And now brothers, I will ask you a terrible question, and God knows I ask it also of myself. Is the truth beyond all truths, beyond the stars, just this: that to live without him is the real death, that to die with him the only life?
Woe, destruction, ruin, and decay; the worst is death and death will have his day.
i have survived far too much to go quietlylet a meteor take mecall the thunder for backupmy death will be grandthe land will crackthe sun will eat itself- the day I leave
I am Death. I come quickly, I come slowly, but I am not cheated.
What glitters may not be gold; and even wolves may smile; and fools will be led by promises to their deaths.
A man falling off a cliff to certain death will stretch out a hand even to his worst enemy.
The death of God left the angels in a strange position.
She had no time for sleep, with the weight of the world upon her shoulders. And she feared to dream. Sleep is a little death, dreams the whisperings of the Other, who would drag us all into his eternal night.
Odd, isn’t it? You know when your birthday is, but not your death day, even though you pass the date year after year, never suspecting that some day…
Each child’s story is worthy of telling. There shouldn’t be a sliding scale of death. The weight of it is crushing.
Is that what death would feel like? The nicest, warmest, heaviest never-ending nap? If that’s what it’s like, I wouldn’t mind.
She had lost all our memories for ever, and it was as though by dying she had robbed me of part of myself. I was losing my individuality. It was the first stage of my own death, the memories dropping off like gangrened limbs.
It was not death she feared. It was misunderstanding.
There were times Ruma felt closer to her mother in death than she had in life, an intimacy born simply of thinking of her so often, of missing her. But she knew that this was an illusion, a mirage, and that the distance between them was now infinite, unyielding.
Our knowledge of life is limited to death
Michael could never remember his father ever having uttered a word about death, as if the Don respected death too much to philosophize about it.
when I become death. Death is the seed from which I grow.
Life is better than death, I believe, if only because it is less boring, and because it has fresh peaches in it.
The fear of death is why we build cathedrals, have children, declare war, and watch cat videos online at three a.m.
My wallpaper and I are fighting a duel to the death. One or the other of us has to go.
Nico didn’t like to be touched, but somehow this brief contact with his father felt reassuring – the same way the Chapel of Bones was reassuring. Like death, his father’s presence was cold and often callous, but it was real – brutally honest, inescapably dependable.
It is hard to have patience with people who say, ‘There is no death’ or ‘Death doesn’t matter.’ There is death. And whatever is matters. And whatever happens has consequences, and it and they are irrevocable and irreversible. You might as wel say that birth doesn’t matter.
If you go to your death rather than do everything you might to prevent what is happening, you are merely committing suicide and trying to make yourself feel better about it. That is the act of a coward. It is beneath contempt.
Everywhere we shine death and life burn into something new…
If death is your lover, you don't got to be afraid ever that he will ever leave you
Wild dreams torment me as I lie. And though a god lives in my heart, though all my power waken at his word, though he can move my every inmost part - yet nothing in the outer world is stirred. thus by existence tortured and oppressed I crave for death, I long for rest.
There is no conclusive evidence of life after death, but there is no evidence of any sort against it. Soon enough you will know, so why fret about it?
What I look forward to is continued immaturity followed by death.
As it fades, I see the truth - in plain sight, yet hidden all along. We are all children of blood and bone. All instruments of vengeance and virtue. This truth holds me close, rocking me like a child in a mother's arms. It binds me in its love as death swallows me in its grasp.
Death waits for no man - and if he does, he doesn't usually wait for very long.
I love you as the mother of my child": the kiss of death.Mother of His Child: demotion. I am beginning to see this truism: Mothers are not always wives. I have been stripped of a piece of self.
Maybe the only good thing about death is that you never have to relive it. You never have to remember the pain.
The crickets still sing in October. And lilly, she's trying to bloom. Tho she's resting her head on the shoulder of death, she still shines by the light of the moon.
Time and death sleep side by side.
For some folks death is release, and for others death is an abomination, a terrible thing. But in the end, I'm there for all of them.
Death is another bar which lies several steps below the normal world. I'm at its threshold, but not yet in it. Its doorway is doorless.
Bushido is realized in the presence of death. This means choosing death whenever there is a choice between life and death. There is no other reasoning.
There I lay, wearing dead people as armor against death.
Doesn't our knowledge of death make life more precious?'What good is a preciousness based on fear and anxiety? It's an anxious quivering thing
Sometimes the only answer to death is lunch.
Death is a continuation of my life without me...
Fight on, brave knights! Man dies, but glory lives! Fight on; death is better than defeat! Fight on brave knights! for bright eyes behold your deeds!
I basked in you;I loved you, helplessly, with a boundless tongue-tied love.And death doesn't prevent me from loving you.Besides, in my opinion you aren't dead.(I know dead people, and you are not dead.)
Death is an inevitability, isn't it? You become more aware of that when you get to my age. I don't worry about it. I'm ready for it. When I go, I want to go doing what I do best. If I died tomorrow, I couldn't complain. It's been good.
We do not create life, we create death.
And what does it mean -- dying? Perhaps man has a hundred senses, and only the five we know are lost at death, while the other ninety-five remain alive.
She died in my arms, saying, "I don't want to die." That is what death is like. It doesn't matter what uniforms the soldiers are wearing. It doesn't matter how good the weapons are. I thought if everyone could see what I saw, we would never have war anymore.
WHO KNOWS WHAT EVIL LURKS IN THE HEART OF MEN?The Death of Rats looked up from the feast of the potato. SQUEAK, he said.Death waved a hand dismissively. WELL, YES, OBVIOUSLY ME, he said. I JUST WONDERED IF THERE WAS ANYONE ELSE.
You may die a hundred deaths without a break in the mental turmoil. Or, you may keep your body and die only in the mind. The death of the mind is the birth of wisdom.
I had traded the fight against love for the fight against loneliness, the fight against life for the fight against death.
For he who lives more lives than one more deaths than one must die.
And death doesn't wait for you when your rested and ready. It sneaks up on you when your exhausted and hungry and cold and so scared you can't even see straight
I'm not the same person I was before, and I am deathly afraid I will never be her again...
What I wanted to express very clearly and intensely was that the reason these people had to invent or imagine heroes and gods is pure fear. Fear of life and fear of death.
I think that, with age, people come to realize that death is inevitable. And we need to learn to face it with serenity, wisdom and resignation. Death often frees us from a lot of senseless sufferings.
Death, I had discovered long ago, was available in varying flavors, and none of them particularly palatable.
Everything ends in death, everything. Death is terrible.
He drew the dagger and laid it on the table between them; a length of dragonbone and Valyrian steel, as sharp as the difference between right and wrong, between true and false, between life and death.
As death, when we come to consider it closely, is the true goal of our existence, I have formed during the last few years such close relationships with this best and truest friend of mankind that death's image is not only no longer terrifying to me, but is indeed very soothing and consoling.
Death, like a host, comes smiling to the door;Smiling, he greets us, on that tranquil shoreWhere neither piping bird nor peeping dawnDisturbs the eternal sleep,But in the stillness far withdrawnOur dreamless rest for evermore we keep.
Her last conscious thought was disgust at life; her senses had lied to her. The world was not made of energy and delight but of foulness, betrayal, and lassitude. Living was hateful, and death was no better, and from end to end of the universe this was the first and last and only truth.
War is not just the business of death, it is the antitheses of life.
Alive. Alive in the way that death is alive.
What do people fear most about death? I asked the reb."Fear?" he thought for a moment. 'Well, for one thing, what happens next? Where do we go? Is it what we imagined?"That's big."Yes. But there's something else."What else?He leaned forward."Being forgotten," he whispered.
If words had weight, a single sentence from Death would have anchored a ship.
For the wages of sin is Death, but the gift of God is everlasting Life in Christ Jesus or LORD.
I mean, I really do think that love is the best thing in the world, except for cough drops. But I also have to say, for the umpty-umpth time, that life isn't fair. It's just fairer than death, that's all.
A choir of seedlings arching their necks out of rotted tree stumps, sucking life out of death. I am the forest's conscience, but remember, the forest eats itself and lives forever.
Tonight I want to stand on the side of a cliff and look down, dare the wind to gust and knock me off. Everyone thinks that falling to your death is the worst thing that can happen. But that’s a lie. The worst thing is to be alive for no reason.
Because each of you has his or her own death, you carry it with you in a secret place from the moment you're born, it belongs to you and you belong to it.
What is the difference between a living thing and a dead thing? In the medical world, a clinical definition of death is a body that does not change. Change is life. Stagnation is death. If you don't change, you die. It's that simple. It's that scary.
Realism falls short of reality. It shrinks it, attenuates it, falsifies it; it does not take into account our basic truths and our fundamental obsessions: love, death, astonishment. It presents man in a reduced and estranged perspective. Truth is in our dreams, in the imagination.
To pursue wisdom is to live in such a way that one is prepared to face death when it comes. (247)
Here lies one from a distant star, but the soil is not alien to him, for in death he belongs to the universe.
Death doesn't really worry me that much, I'm not frightened about it... I just don't want to be there when it happens.
Birth and death: there was the same consciousness of heightened existence and of her own elevated importance
Life is here, death is over there. I am here, not over there.
If you treat every situation as a life and death matter, you'll die a lot of times.
When you tire of living, change itself seems evil, does it not? for then any change at all disturbs the deathlike peace of the life-weary.
The cemetery is an open space among the ruins, covered in winter with violets and daisies. It might make one in love with death, to think that one should be buried in so sweet a place.
I never had one hour's happiness in her society, and yet my mind all round the four-and-twenty hours was harping on the happiness of having her with me unto death.
Weave the circle, tightly sewn,Let nothing evil or unknownEnter within. Stay withoutOn pain of death, we cast you out.
Death is no enemy, but the foundation of gratitude, sympathy, and art. Of all life's pleasures, only love owes no debt to death.
Once very near the end I said, 'If you can -- if it is allowed -- come to me when I too am on my death bed.' 'Allowed!' she said. 'Heaven would have a job to hold me; and as for Hell, I'd break it into bits.
I carry the seeds of death within me and plant them wherever I linger long enough to love.
When we're all gone at last then there'll be nobody here but death and his days will be numbered too. He'll be out in the road there with nothing to do and nobody to do it to. He'll say: where did everybody go? And that's how it will be. What's wrong with that?
One wants to tell a story, like Scheherezade, in order not to die. It's one of the oldest urges in mankind. It's a way of stalling death.
I have almost completed a long novel, but it is unpublishable until my death and England's.
DEATH: "Mostly they aren't too keen to see me. They fear the sunless lands. But they enter your realm each night without fear."MORPHEUS: "And I am far more terrible than you, sister.
A nation or civilization that continues to produce soft-minded men purchases its own spiritual death on the installment plan.
Are we so made that we have to take death in small doses daily or we could not go on with the business of living?
After all Death is a Symbol that there was Life.
After all, what is every man? A horde of ghosts – like a Chinese nest of boxes – oaks that were acorns that were oaks. Death lies behind us, not in front – in our ancestors, back and back until...
The devil, darkness, and death may swagger and boast, the pangs of life will sting for a while longer, but don't worry; the forces of evil are breathing their last. Not to worry...He's risen!
If you want to call it that. But it is a very specific sort of magic. There's a magic you take from death. Something leaves the world, something else comes into it.
So long as human beings stay human, death and life are the same thing.
Death is my lover and he wants to move in.
Yes, they are carnal, both of them, love and death, and therein lies their terror and their great magic!
It is our attitude toward events, not events themselves, which we can control. Nothing is by its own nature calamitous -- even death is terrible only if we fear it.
Now I am become death, the destroyer of worlds. (quoting the Bhagavad-Gita after witnessing the first Nuclear explosion.)
Once people said: Give me liberty or give me death. Now they say: Make me a slave, just pay me enough.
Death isn't the end, it's the beginning.
Death is nature’s way of saying, ‘Your table is ready.
Only happy people have nightmares, from overeating. For those who live a nightmare reality, sleep is a black hole, lost in time, like death.
Death ends a life, but it does not end a relationship, which struggles on in the survivor’s mind toward some final resolution, some clear meaning, which it perhaps never finds.
Here be dragons to be slain, here be rich rewards to gain;If we perish in the seeking, why, how small a thing is death!
Death is not a checkmate…it is more like a carnival trick. You cannot win, no matter how you move your Queen.
I have triumphed over both life and death because I no longer desire to live, nor do I any longer fear to die.
Oh, we do not understand death, we never understand it; creatures are only truly dead when everyone else has died who knew them.
As I saw it, all my mother's life, my father held her down, like lead strapped to her ankles.She wasbuoyant by nature;she wanted to travel,go to the theater, go to museums.What he wantedwas to lie on the couchwith the Timesover his face,so that death, when it came,wouldn't seem a significant change.
Death and life are the same thing-like the two sides of my hand, the palm and the back. And still the palm and the back are not the same...They can be neither separated, nor mixed.
We are frightfully concerned with our own deaths, sometimes so much so that we forget the real purpose of our lives
In the middle of life, death comesto take your measurements. The visitis forgotten and life goes on. But the suitis being sewn on the sly.
well, death says, as he walks by, I'm going to get you anyhow no matter what you've been: writer, cab-driver, pimp, butcher, sky-diver, I'm going to get you
He gave her a bright fake smile; so much of life was a putting off of unhappiness for another time. Nothing was ever lost by delay. He had a dim idea that perhaps if one delayed long enough, things were taken out of one's hands altogether by death.
Smiling at death seems like a pretty bold act. And so I smile like a damned fool.
Not only are selves conditional but they die. Each day, we wake slightly altered, and the person we were yesterday is dead. So why, one could say, be afraid of death, when death comes all the time?
Perhaps the whole root of our trouble, the human trouble, is that we will sacrifice all the beauty of our lives, will imprison ourselves in totems, taboos, crosses, blood sacrifices, steeples, mosques, races, armies, flags, nations, in order to deny the fact of death, which is the only fact we have.
What he meant, of course, was that there would always be wars, that they were as easy to stop as glaciers. I believe that, too.And even if wars didn't keep coming like glaciers, there would still be plain old death.
Science is an attempt, largely successful, to understand the world, to get a grip on things, to get hold of ourselves, to steer a safe course. Microbiology and meteorology now explain what only a few centuries ago was considered sufficient cause to burn women to death.
What I have learned lately is that people deal with death in all sorts of ways. Some of us fight against it, doing everything we can to make it not true. Some of us lose our selves to grief. Some of us lose ourselves to anger.
On the Death of his ChildDew Evaporates And all our world is dew...so dear, So fresh, so fleeting
She herself is a haunted house. She does not possess herself; her ancestors sometimes come and peer out of the windows of her eyes and that is very frightening. She has the mysterious solitude of ambiguous states; she hovers in a no-man’s land between life and death, sleeping and waking.
Clown: Good Madonna, why mournest thou?Olivia: Good Fool, for my brother's death.Clown:I think his soul is in hell, Madonna.Olivia:I know his soul is in heaven, Fool.Clown: The more fool, Madonna, to mourn for your brother's soul being in heaven.
People who change their religion should face the death penalty.
Do not seek death. Death will find you. But seek the road which makes death a fulfillment.
Then there’s the kind of zombie I’ve become now: the one who has lost everything—his brain, his heart, his light, his direction. He wanders the world, bumping into this, tripping over that, but keeps going and going. That is life after death.
Wherever you are afraid, try to explore, and you will find death hiding somewhere behind. All fear is of death. Death is the only fear source.
Apocalypse is a frame of mind." [Nicodemus] said then. "A belief. A surrender to inevitability. It is a despair for the future. It is the death of hope.
No worries about money, success, fear, joy, pain, sorrow, sex, or love. Absolute zero. No father, mother, girlfriend, lover. The dead are orphans. No company but the silence like a moth's wings. - Garraty's thoughts on death and dying, The Long walk
Death isn't peaceful; it is just nothing. Everything is gone. No more sunrises, no more hopes, no more fears. Nothing.
What is a man's life but a prelude to his death? And what is death but a long sleep, a most welcome forgetfulness.
Give me agony or give me death,I'll take thy heart as eternal breath
The wages of sin are death, but by the time taxes are taken out, it's just sort of a tired feeling.
So," he asked. "How's death?""Hard," she said. "It just keeps going.
Embrace the probability of your imminent death....and know there is nothing i can do to save you.
The illness of a doctor is always worse than the illnesses of his patients.The patients only feel, but the doctor, as well as feeling, has a pretty good idea of the destructive effect of the disease on his constitution.This is a case in which knowledge brings death nearer.
Death, my son, is a good thing for all men; it is the night for this worried day that we call life. It is in the sleep of death that finds rest for eternity the sickness, pain, desperation, and the fears that agitate, without end, we unhappy living souls.
It struck Mort with sudden, terrible poignancy that Death must be the loneliest creature in the universe. In the great party of Creation, he was always in the kitchen.
The universe was exploding, each particle away from the next, hurtling us into dark and lonely space, eternally tearing us away from each other - child out of the womb, friend away from friend, moving from each other, each through his own pathway towards the goal-box of solitary death.
love is undying,of that I feel certain.I mean deep,abiding,cherishing love.The love that gives protection even as you,my guardian angel,gave me protection long after you had gone-and continue to give this very day...A love beyond Death-a love that makes Life alive!
The father hesitated only a moment. He felt the vague pain in his chest. If I run, he thought, what will happen? Is Death important? No. Everything that happens before Death is what counts. And we've done fine tonight. Even Death can't spoil it.
May you live in such a way that your death is just the beginning of your life.
If anyone stops us, as long as we mumble something pretentious about the glory of death, we should be fine.
If a man confessed anything on his death bed, it was the truth; for no man could stare death in the face and lie.
Only those few who are able to surpass their fear of death completely can fully experience the highest forms of life; not the mundane life of the mortal, but the godly life of the resurrected.
Death! Strange that there should be such a word, and such a thing, and we ever forget it; that one should be living, warm and beautiful, full of hopes, desires and wants, one day, and the next be gone, utterly gone, and forever!
I feel the terror of idleness,like a red thirst.Death isn't just an idea.
And the thing about trying to cheat death is that, in the end, you still lose.
Life is a predicament which precedes death.
the first quality of an honest man is contempt for religion, which would have us afraid of the most natural thing in the world, which is death; and would have us hate the one beautiful thing destiny has given us, which is life.
It is really wonderful how much resilience there is in human nature. Let any obstructing cause, no matter what, be removed in any way, even by death, and we fly back to first principles of hope and enjoyment.
Survival is the celebration of choosing life over death. We know we're going to die. We all die. But survival is saying: perhaps not today. In that sense, survivors don't defeat death, they come to terms with it.
We each owe a death, there are no exceptions, I know that, but sometimes, oh God, the Green Mile is so long.
Death is the most sophisticated form of beauty, and the most difficult to accept.
Here lies a gentleman boldWho was so very braveHe went to lengths untold,And on the brink of the graveDeath had on him no hold.By the world he set small store--He frightened it to the core--Yet somehow, by Fate's plan,Though he'd lived a crazy man,When he died he was sane once more.
The power of death signifies that this real world can only have a neutral image of life, that life's intimacy does not reveal it's dazzling consumption until the moment it gives out.
variety is life; uniformity is death
Death is more universal than life; everyone dies but not everyone lives.
Every night death came, slowly, painfully, and every morning Maddox awoke in bed, knowing he'd have to die again later. That was his greatest curse and his eternal punishment.
When darkness falls and eyes stay shutA chain of voices opens up.Let wax not wane give breath to death.p.s. Shhh" -Yvonne Woon(Dead Beautiful)
I’d never seen anything like it. First a trial, then a few murders, then dancing. Life goes on. Or, in this case, death continues.
Her blood is settled, and her joints are stiff;Life and these lips have long been separated:Death lies on her like an untimely frostUpon the sweetest flower of all the field.
Death is harder on those who are left behind.
Nothing, they say is more certain than death, and nothing more uncertain than the time of dying
Take what comes and live life without complaint. What will be, will be. Life is a woman's gift; death is God's.
O my love, my wife!Death, that hath suck'd the honey of thy breathHath had no power yet upon thy beauty.
Bod shrugged. "So?" he said. "It's only death. I mean, all of my best friends are dead.
There is no life without death.
Sin, death, and hell have set their marks on him,And all their ministers attend on him.
Let us beware of saying that death is the opposite of life. The living being is only a species of the dead, and a very rare species.
[W]hat makes patriotic and religious fanatics such dangerous opponents is not the deaths of the fanatics themselves, but their willingness to accept the deaths of a fraction of their number in order to annihilate or crush their infidel enemy.
For death is life. It is only living that is lifeless.
Death is fugitive; even when you're watching for it, the actual instant somehow slips between your fingers. You don't get that sudden drop of the head you see in movies. Instead you simply sit there, waiting for something to happen, and all at once you realize you've missed it.
There is no death in remembrance. Remember me, Sarah. Remember me, and a part of me will always be with you." - Martha Carrier to her daughter, Sarah Carrier
The fear of God is not the beginning of wisdom. The fear of God is the death of wisdom. Skepticism and doubt lead to study and investigation, and investigation is the beginning of wisdom.
You can know a thing to death and be for all purposes completely ignorant of it. A man can know his father, or his son, and there might still be nothing between them but loyalty and love and mutual incomprehension.
Death as the destruction of all things no longer had meaning when life was revealed to be a fatuous sequence of empty words, the hollow jingle of a jester’s cap and bells.
Death is impatient and thoughtless. It barges into your room when you are right in the middle of something, and it doesn't bother to wipe its boots.
You, why are you so afraid of war and slaughter? Even if all the rest of us drop and die around you, grappling for the ships, you’d run no risk of death: you lack the heart to last it out in combat—coward!
If Christ is God, He cannot sin, and if suffering was a sin in and by itself, He could not have suffered and died for us. However, since He took the most horrific death to redeem us, He showed us in fact that suffering and pain have great power.
I will tell you what war is. War is a psychosis caused by an inability to see relationships. Our relationship with our fellowmen. Our relationship with our economic and historical situation. And above all our relationship to nothingness, to death.
I think of death only with tranquility, as an end. I refuse to let death hamper life. Death must enter life only to define it.
But there is nothing in biology yet found that indicates the inevitability of death.
Each day acquire something that will fortify you against poverty, against death, indeed against other misfortunes as well; and after you have run over many thoughts, select one to be thoroughly digested that day.
A man begins dying at the moment of his birth. Most People live in denial of Death's patient courtship until, late in life and deep in sickness, they become aware of him sitting bedside.
We are all resigned to death: it's life we aren't resigned to.
Worship your body, beauty, and sexual allure and you will die a million deaths before they finally grieve you.
Living without protecting what needs to be protected is the same as death...
There are two words that you should use frequently in your youth: ´sorry´ and ´thank-you´. Use the first one as often as possible, so that on your death bed all that you have to say to your friends is ´thank-you!´.
Reproduction is more pleasurable than death.
Only in death will we have our own names since only in death are we no longer part of the effort. In death we become heroes.
Of my conception I know only what you know of yours. It occurred in darkness and I was unconsenting... By some bleak alchemy what had been mere unbeing becomes death when life is mingled with it.
I didn't want to die. I just found death soothing to think about.
Healthy children will not fear life if their elders have integrity enough not to fear death.
Death and destruction are necessary to the health of the world, and therefore as natural, and lovable, as birth and life. Only priests and born cowards moan and weep over dying. Brave men face it with approving nonchalance.
Never pity missionaries; envy them. They are where the real action is -- where life and death, sin and grace, Heaven and Hell converge.
John Lennon said life was what happened while you made other plans. So was death.
love make us poets, and the approach of death should make us philosophers.
And thus we all are nighingThe truth we fear to know:Death will end our cryingFor friends that come and go.
Death has this much to be said for it:You don't have to get out of bed for it.Wherever you happen to beThey bring it to you—free.
Having made the decision to love, had I chosen life instead of death?
Death is not the endDeath can never be the end.Death is the road.Life is the traveller.The Soul is the Guide...Our mind thinks of death.Our heart thinks of lifeOur soul thinks of Immortality
If your life is Christ, then your death will be only more of Christ, forever. If your life is only Christlessness, then your death will be only more Christlessness, forever. That's not fundamentalism, that's the law of non-contradiction.
And the life of the ebony clock went out with that of the last of the gay. And the flames of the tripods expired. And Darkness and Decay and the Red Death held illimitable dominion over all.
Watch birth and death:The lotus has alreadyOpened its flower.
Deep down, no one really believes they have a right to live. But this death sentence generally stays cosily tucked away, hidden beneath the difficulty of living. If that difficulty is removed from time to time, death is suddenly there, unintelligibly.
It was said that life was cheap in Ankh-Morpork. This was of course, completely wrong. Life was often very expensive; you could get death for free.
George Macdonald said, 'If you knew what God knows about death you would clap your listless hands', but instead I find old people in North America just buying this whole youth obsession. I think growing older is a wonderful privilege. I want to learn to glorify God in every stage of my life.
For Death is the meaning of night;The eternal shadowInto which all lives must fall, All hopes expire.
Birth and death - what could be more monstrous than that? We like to deceive ourselves and call it wondrous and beautiful and majestic, but it's freakish, let's face it.
From a purely physical standpoint she didn't have a chance, but her attitude was that death was better than capitulation.
There are souls, he thought, whose umbilicus has never been cut. They never got weaned from the universe. They do not understand death as an enemy; they look forward to rotting and turning into humus.
Birth and death were easy. It was life that was hard.
No death, no doom, no anguish can arouse the surpassing despair which flows from a loss of identity.- Through the Gates of the Silver Key
I will guard you from Death, for I have no fear of him.
Do you want to know something about tyrants? When faced with death, they weep and they beg just like the rest of us.
Sendak is in search of what he calls a "yummy death". William Blake set the standard, jumping up from his death bed at the last minute to start singing. "A happy death," says Sendak. "It can be done." He lifts his eyebrows to two peaks. "If you're William Blake and totally crazy.
She started thinking about all the euphemisms for death, all the anxious taboos that had always fascinated her. It was too bad you could never have an intelligent discussion on the subject. People were either too young or too old, or else they didn't have time.
The bustle in a houseThe morning after deathIs solemnest of industriesEnacted upon earth,--The sweeping up the heart,And putting love awayWe shall not want to use againUntil eternity
That's the kind of death that frightens me. The shadow of death slowly, slowly eats away at the region of life, and before you know it everything's dark and you can't see, and the people around you think of you as more dead than alive.
Birth is okay and death is okay, if we know that they are only concepts in our mind. Reality transcends both birth and death.
But death was sweet, death was gentle, death was kind; death healed the bruised spirit and the broken heart, and gave them rest and forgetfulness; death was man’s best friend; when man could endure life no longer, death came and set him free.
Death is the sanction of everything the story-teller can tell. He has borrowed his authority from death.
The amazing miracle of death, when one second you're walking and talking, and the next second you're an object.
Through every generation of the human race there has been a constant war, a war with fear. Those who have the courage to conquer it are made free and those who are conquered by it are made to suffer until they have the courage to defeat it, or death takes them.
That is what death is like. It doesn't matter what uniforms the soldiers are wearing. It doesn't matter how good the weapons are. I thought if everyone could see what I saw, we would never have war anymore.
Can death be sleep, when life is but a dream, And scenes of bliss pass as a phantom by?---"On death
Darkling I listen; and, for many a timeI have been half in love with easeful Death...
I believe that more people would be alive today if there were a death penalty.
He was Death, and he'd ridden in on a pale horse...
And the dreams so rich in color. How else would death call you? Waking in the cold dawn it all turned to ash instantly. Like certain ancient frescoes entombed for centuries suddenly exposed to the day.
Death is as unexpected in his caprice as a courtesan in her disdain; but death is truer – Death has never forsaken any man
George MacDonald gives me renewed strength during times of trouble--times when I have seen people tempted to deny God--when he says, "The Son of God suffered unto death, not that men might not suffer, but that their sufferings might be like his.
There would be no chance to get to know death at all ...if it happened only once.
Music links us humans, heart to heart...Across time and space, and life and death.
Death is the reward for living
the sensation of trying to escape... but never being able to... i'm sure i felt that... that's... death
....it is of the very essence of Christianity to face suffering and death not because they are good, not because they have meaning, but because the resurrection of Jesus has robbed them of their meaning.
And where, I ask you, can a man escape to, when he hasn’t enough madness left inside him? The truth is an endless death agony. The truth is death. You have to choose: death or lies. I’ve never been able to kill myself.
All death reminds us that nothing is promised, only that life was worth it.
Someone dying asks if there is life after death. Yes, comes the answer, only not yours.
All Bette's stories have happy endings. That's because she knows where to stop. She's realized the real problem with stories—if you keep them going long enough, they always end in death.
To his way of thinking, the only thing more natural than death was sex.
Our lives carry us along in ways we cannot control, and almost nothing stays with us. It dies when we do, and death is something that happens to us every day.
I'll follow you, even to death—but I won't live with you any more.
Grandfather : Death is nothing to be afraid of.Renee : It's not death I'm afraid of.Grandfather: What is it, then?Renee : LIFE
We rehearse for the big death through the little death of orgasm, through erotic living. Death as transfiguration
I AM NOT. AND THEN I AM. I WONDER IF THAT WAS DEATH.
I wonder if everyone who faces death hurts like this. It's as though for the first time I realize how much just being alive makes my body ache. But I don't want that ache to stop.
Now what is history? It is the centuries of systematic explorations of the riddle of death, with a view to overcoming death. That’s why people discover mathematical infinity and electromagnetic waves, that’s why they write symphonies..
Old age is not as honorable as death, but most people seek it.
There was no hope in death, only an end.
You can’t live your life thinking death is going to come all the time. You have to live life and if it comes, then we can only hope we were able to do all the things we wanted. He has to want to do something. Everyone does.
Death is the Graduation of the Soul
I'd heard that if you saw a Reaper, you saw what you expected to see, what you thought the agents of Death would look like. Personally, I wanted to see little, fuzzy pink bunnies, but apparently my subconscious visualized tall, scary, and skeletal. My subconscious and I needed to have a long talk.
They say that in the second before our death, each of us understands the real reason for our existence, and out of that moment, heaven or hell is born.
When we see death, we see disaster. When Jesus sees death, he sees deliverance!
The Lord did not create suffering. Pain and death came into the world with the fall of man. But after man had chosen suffering in preference to the joys of union with God, the Lord turned suffering itself into a way by which man could come to the perfect knowledge of God.
Death leaves cans of shaving cream half-used.
Tam Lin says rabbits give up when they're caught by coyotes [...]. He says they consent to die because their animals and can't understand hope. But humans are different. They fight against death no matter how bad things seem, and sometimes, even when everything's against them, they win.
When a Wanderess has been caged, or perched with her wings clipped, She lives like a Stoic, She lives most heroic, smiling with ruby, moistened lips once her cup of Death is welcome sipped.
I came in haste with cursing breath,And heart of hardest steel;But when I saw thee cold in death,I felt as man should feel.For when I look upon that face,That cold, unheeding, frigid brown,Where neither rage nor fear has place,By Heaven! I cannot hate thee now!
And will 'a not come again? And will 'a not come again? No, no, he is dead, Go to thy death bed: He will never come again.
And as we watched, the Tsar of Death lifted up his eyelids like skirts and began to dance in the streets of Leningrad.
Then Thalia Grace became their leader and started recruiting even more young women to their cause, which grated on Nico – as if Bianca’s death could be forgotten. As if she could be replaced.
Death cannot be struggled against, brother. It ever arrives, defiant of every hiding place, of every frantic attempt to escape. Death is every mortal's shadow, his true shadow, and time is its servant, spinning that shadow slowly round, until what stretched before one now stretched before him.
To you, death does not simply end life. It steals away the sunsets you'll never see, the children you'll never hold, the wife you'll never love. It's frightening to almost lose your future, and it's heartbreaking to witness death snuff out other people's tomorrows.
Death alone gives meaning to life, and you will never fully live until you know you must die. And make your peace with that knowledge.
We never actively remember death,' Odenigbo said. The reason we live as we do is because we do not remember that we will die. We will all die.
Death is not the end.
I'm more than ever of the opinion that a decent human existence is possible today only on the fringes of society, where one then runs the risk of starving or being stoned to death. In these circumstances, a sense of humor is a great help.
Believe in the wonderment of life, the magic of love, and the reality of death.
If the radiance of a thousand suns were to burst at once into the sky, that would be like the splendor of the Mighty One... I am become Death, the Shatterer of Worlds.
Most of the time, I do not want to die. But I would like to have the means of death within my grasp. I want to feel the luxury of choice, to know the answer to “How do I bear this?” need not always be “Endure.
Copulation is no more foul to me than death is.
Everything science has taught me strengthens my belief in the continuity of our spiritual existence after death. I believe in an immortal soul. Science has proved that nothing disintegrates into nothingness. Life and soul, therefore, cannot disintegrate into nothingness, and so are immortal.
Suicides? Heart attacks? The papers didn't seem interested. The world was full of ways to die, too many to cover. Newsworthy deaths had to be exceptional. Most people go unobserved.
Death is a bored clerk, with too many orders to fill. There is no reckoning. No profound moment. It creeps up on us from behind, and snatches us away while we shit.
Death was for-the other people.
It's okay to talk about it. Death is so normal, I don't know why everyone gets so hung up about it. We all have to deal with it. Most people that you talk to have lost someone, but nobody talks about it.
Because I could not stop for death he kindly stopped for me, or paused at least to strike a glancing blow with his sky-blue mouth as he passed.
Losing a mate to death is devastating but it's not a personal attack like divorce. When somebody you love stops loving you and walks away, it's an insult beyond comparison.
Dance, my darling dance! If you dance then death can't catch you! Nothing bad can touch you! Dance!
With mind distracted, never thinking, "Death is coming,"To slave away on the pointless business of mundane life,And then to come out empty--it is a tragic error. (116)trans by Robert Thurman
I'm not courting death; I've far too many books left to read.
Fear of death is form of stasis horrors. The dead weight of time.
But that's the thing with death. The whisper of it descent travels fast and wide, and people must've know I'd become a corpse because nobody even came to view the body.
Death is woven in with the violets,” said Louis. “Death and again death.”)
I got out on the street and started crying the kind of hysterical tears made justifiable only by turning off one’s cell phone, putting it to the ear, and pretending to be told of a death in the family.
Darkling I listen; and, for many a timeI have been half in love with easeful Death,Call'd him soft names in many a musèd rhyme,To take into the air my quiet breath.
Thinking of death--strange, beautiful, terrible and a long way off--made me feel happier than ever.
People are fragile. They die of mistakes, of overdoses, of sickness. But mostly they die of Death.
Death always leaves one singer to mourn.
Because the plan God has for each of our lives isn't always the same plan we have for ourselves, Grace. Sometimes, our deaths have more of an impact than our births. It can inspire people to do great things, even greater than they would have had the deaths not happened at all.
Who knoweth if to die be but to live, and that called life by mortals be but death?
But my point, you see is that death is misunderstood. The loss of one's life is not the greatest loss. It is no loss at all. To others, perhaps, but not to oneself.
In any compromise between food and poison, it is only death that can win. In any compromise between good and evil, it is only evil that can profit.
The secrets of evolution, are time and death. There's an unbroken thread that stretches from those first cells to us.
Everything, decided Francie after that first lecture, was vibrant with life and there was no death in chemistry. She was puzzled as to why learned people didn't adopt chemistry as a religion.
That is, Jack thought, the way of life. The horror changes us, because we can never forget. Cursed with memory. It starts when we're old enough to know what death is and realize that sooner or later we'll lose everyone we love. We're never the same. But somehow we're all right. We go on.
We think of mortality so little these days...I thought of the stern Victorian determination to keep death in mind, the uncompromising tombstones.Remember, pilgrim, as you pass by,As you are now so once was I:As I am so will you be...
The misfortune is that although everyone must come to [death], each experiences the adventure in solitude. We never left Maman during those last days... and yet we were profoundly separated from her.
Do you realise that people die of boredom in London suburbs? It's the second biggest cause of death amongs the English in general. Sheer boredom...
Poets are interested primarily in death and commas.
There is just as much beauty in birth as there is in death, and it changes our lives just the same. They both add things to us and take things away." Pg. 155 Undone
Meine mutige Kämpferin. Fight death with all you have.
Suicide is an attack on society--an attack on its omnipotence, on its denial of death, and on its own despair.
I say the same thing about the death of James Wait. "Oh, well -- he wasn't going to write the Beethoven's Ninth Symphony anyway.
Every morning is my birthday and every night is my death-day.
Warmblood now a bloodborne death,Will rob your body of it's breathMark your skin and seal your fate The Underland becomes a plate
The worst that can possibly have happened to him is death and that we are all in for---if not this morning, then in days, or weeks, or years at most.
A society that doesn't know any longer how to observe every death with proper rituals, that does not know that death is not the end, but only part of the journey, has lost its way, has had the very heart of its humanity torn out.
Everything we do really is just a little marker on the long road to death. And sometimes that’s overwhelmingly depressing to me, and sometimes it makes me feel kinship and forgiveness. We’ve all got the same ending to the story. The way we make that story more elaborate, I got to respect.
Death is not a reaper, like they say, nor even a friend. It is a dark, fierce water, an inundation.
You fear them because you fear death, and rightly: for death is terrible and must be feared,' the mage said...'And life is also a terrible thing,' Ged said, 'and must be feared and praised.
Here I am...wanting to accomplish something and completely forgetting it must all end--that there is such a thing as death.
However cozy things seemed, the facts of life were the same. You couldn't escape death: It would get us all in the end.
The only cure for a real hangover is death.
What is life? It departs covertly. Like a thief Death took him.
Each day death corrodes what we call living, and life ceaselessly swallows our desire for the void.
Death truly does have life, and walks with and lives through us everyday.
I truly believe I am not afraid of death. What I shrink from, I believe, is the shame of dying as stupid and befuddled as I am.
Look at the stupid, poor people. Look at the stupid, poor, burned-out people. Look at the stupid, poor, burned-out people, look at their dead baby. It's death porn for the masses.
and realized that death was not only a permanent probability, as he had always believed, but an immediate reality.
I was discovering that the most precious gift someone can give us is time, because what gives time its value is death.
The knowledge of death seemed present in both sisters—it was something about the way they carried themselves, something that had broken too soon and had not mended, marking them in spite of their lightheartedness.
Sleep: the stepchild of Death.
Death was an inverse Big Bang; an impossible magic trick where everything had become nothing in the very same instant, where one state had been replaced so completely by another that no evidence of the first could be detected, and where the catalyst had been vaporized by the sheer shock of the new.
I love death because life hates me.
We must make haste then, not only because we are daily nearer to death, but also because the conception of things and the understanding of them cease first.
Life and death- what paltry words, what tarnished bookends,what unjust summation for drawing breath one moment and failing to release it the next.
… for overstrong was the command to hold fast to each smallest particle of time, to the smallest particle of every circumstance, and to embody all of them in memory as if they could be preserved in memory through all deaths for all times.
War is being reminded that you are completely at the mercy of death at every moment, without the illusion that you are not. Without the distractions that make life worth living.
It's normal to shy away from illness and death. It's natural to gravitate toward laughter and life.
If you really want to stay the same age you are now forever and ever, she'd be thinking, try jumping off the roof: death's a sure-fire method for stopping time.
Death is inevitable passion is eternal
It wasn't his, it wasn't my fault,we both had nothing except patience,but Death has none. I saw him come (how meanly!)and I watched him as he took and took:none of it I could claim as mine.
To say that a being who is sentient has no interest in continuing to live is like saying that a being with eyes has no interest in continuing to see. Death—however “humane”—is a harm for humans and nonhumans alike.
Being alone can be good. It's easy to find peace alone. But sometimes, being alone is a king of death.
We understand death for the first time when he puts his hand upon one whom we love
My flesh winced, in cowardice, from such a death.
His life spells living. Your life or my life, apart from Him, spells death.
I find myself thinking about my ongoing existence as a human being and the path that lies ahead of me. Though of course these thoughts lead to but one place - death.
They couldn't keep Death out, but while she was in she had to act like a lady.
If I could find one wordthat would shudder the airlike that frightened sob,that wordless prayerof my newly-born,who drew one breath,and with unopened eyessank back into death;If I could break the world's cold heartwith that cry,then this grief would liftand I could die.
[death]...the abyss from where no traveler is permitted to return
Live Free or Die; Death is Not the Worst of Evils.
He must not merely cling to life, for then he will be a coward, and will not escape. He must not merely wait for death, for then he will be a suicide, and will not escape. He must seek his life in a spirit of furious indifference to it.
Death comes for us all, Brother. You cannot hide from it forever. We will die one day, you and I." "And that doesn't frighten you?" Rhy shrugged. "Not nearly as much as the idea of wasting a perfectly good life in fear of it.
Death is a part of Life, they are dancing together the dance of infinity in front of the gates of Time. We can live our dreams as we are dreaming our future. Time is the Endless Consciousness
First, the avid student must be aware that when the world was young it knew only seven things: water, life and death, salt, night, birds and the length of an hour.
Life is a long agonized illness only curable by death.
If death, said my father, reasoning with himself, is nothing but the separation of the soul from the body;--and if it is true that people can walk about and do their business without brains,--then certes the soul does not inhabit there.
I can't do anything to death, doctor's orders.
There lies before us, if we choose, continual progress in happiness, knowledge and wisdom. Shall we instead choose death, because we cannot forget our quarrels? I appeal as a human being to human beings; remember your humanity, and forget the rest.
Birth, life, and death― each took place on the hidden side of a leaf.
No thought is born in me that does not bear the image of death.
I learned a little of beauty - enough to know that it had nothing to do with truth - and I found, moreover, that there was no great literary tradition; there was only the tradition of the eventful death of every literary tradition.
In life we sit at the table and refuse to eat, and in death we are eternally hungry.
So death, the most terrifying of ills, is nothing to us, since so long as we exist, death is not with us; but when death comes, then we do not exist. It does not then concern either the living or the dead, since for the former it is not, and the latter are no more.
I wish I could fly like that hawk, rising and falling with the still spaces in the air, far above all this sickness and death and evil.
Death is a scandal. The machine is functioning, we are all hostages
I honestly do not know if love vanquishes death as our traditional faiths teach but I do know that our vulnerabilities trump our ideologies and that love leavens the purity and logic of our beliefs propelling us to connect as the fiercely gracious human beings we are.
...since the order of the world is shaped by death, mightn't it be better for God if we refuse to believe in Him and struggle with all our might against death, without raising our eyes towards the heaven where He sits in silence?
Death is more merciful than hope itself! There is nothing surprising in this, for death is divinely appointed, while hope is the creation of human folly. Both end in frustration. Am I destined to lead a life of endless frustration?-(The Beginning and the End)
Discourse is not life; its time is not your time; in it, you will not be reconciled to death; you may have killed God beneath the weight of all that you have said; but don't imagine that, with all that you are saying you will make a man that will live longer than he.
Death is alive, they whispered. Death lives inside life, as bones dance within the body. Yesterday is within today. Yesterday never dies.
The young open the paper to forget about life by reading the funny strips. The old do it to forget about death by reading other people's obits. My advice: don't open the paper and go on with your life.
Your fear of death is but the trembling of the shepherd when he stands before the king whose hand is to be laid upon him in honour.
And yet," said Poirot, "suppose an accident-""Ah, no, my friend-""From your point of view it would be regrettable, I agree. But nevertheless let us just for one moment suppose it. Then, perhaps, all these here are linked together - by death.
Only the previous day, Arch had found him in a spirit-dance corral, blistering the creatures to the point of death, such was his need to touch and destroy.
In so many senseless deaths, beauty is to blame.
You can't escape an assasin," He leaned forward, shadows swallowing his eyes. "Hangings, bumbling bureaucrats, dishonest crewman, jail - those you can talk your way out of, you try hard enough. But this kind of death is the is the only kind of death.
It was like a dream you might have after death in which lost people came back to life, your friends loved you again no matter what you had done, and your failures were unaccountably forgiven.
Death is the true inspiring genius, or the muse of philosophy, wherefore Socrates has defined the latter as θανάτου μελέτη. Indeed without death men would scarcely philosophise.
Death is perfectly safe. (55)
There is uncertainty in hope, but even with its tenuous nature, it summons our strength and pulls us through fear and grief— and even death.
I'm not scared of death, I just don't want to seek it out.
Look at your own povertywelcome itcherish itdon't be afraidshare your deathbecause thus you will share your love and your life
God waits only the separation of spirit from flesh to crown us with a full reward. Why, then, should we ever sink overwhelmed with distress, when life is so soon over, and death is so certain an entrance to happiness -- to glory?
Phaedra of Alonso’s death was a never-ending pain that gnawed at his insides. It made him a prisoner in his own cottage.
Think. In a minute from now you could be saying, I risked death. I threw for life, and I won life. It is a very wonderful feeling. To have survived.
The more death, the more birth. People are entering, others are exiting. The cry of a baby, the mourning of others. When others cry, the other are laughing and making merry. The world is mingled with sadness, joy, happiness, anger, wealth, poverty, etc.
You can’t avoid the inevitability of death. It comes at you one way or another, and takes us all to the same place in the end. To apologize for it is to apologize for the sun shining or the rain falling. It is what it is.
Let him submit to me! Only the god of death is so relentless, Death submits to no one—so mortals hate him most of all the gods. Let him bow down to me! I am the greater king, I am the elder-born, I claim—the greater man.
I am not ready to die,But I am learning to trust deathAs I have trusted life.I am movingToward a new freedom
It is when we are faced with death that we turn most bookish.
This world's a city full of straying streets, and death's the market-place where each one meets.
Around, around the sun we go:The moon goes round the earth.We do not die of death:We die of vertigo.
The Angel of Death is always a young person, or a group of young people, you'll begin seeing them left and right soon.
The love of God is a hard love. It demands total self-surrender, disdain of our human personality. And yet it alone can reconcile us to suffering and the deaths of children, it alone can justify them, since we cannot understand them, and we can only make God's will ours.
Death is but crossing the world, as friends do the seas; they live in one another still.
(Parody that is often falsely believed to be a true quote of Mariah Carey's) Whenever I watch TV and see those poor starving kids all over the world, I can't help but cry. I mean I'd love to be skinny like that but not with all those flies and death and stuff.
Live, die, something else lives. The very soil humanity walks upon is built up from death. Digging into a flowerbed means digging into bones.
How talented was death. How many expressions and manipulations of hand, face, body, no two alike.
You have tasted of death now,” said the old man. “Is it good?” “It is good,” said Mossy. “It is better than life.”“No,” said the old man: “it is only more life.
Death, of course, is not a failure. Death is normal. Death may be the enemy, but it is also the natural order of things.
Surely--But I am very off from that.From surely. From indeed. From the decent arrowthat was my clean naivete and my faith.This morning, men deliver wounds and death.They will deliver death and wounds tomorrow.And I doubt all. You. Or a violet.
As I accepted my death and dissolution into God's love, the insectoids began feeding on my heart, devouring the feelings of love and surrender. They were interested in emotion. As I was holding on to my last thought - that God is love - they asked, "Even here? Even here?
Nature is bent on new beginningand death has not a chance of winning...
Our essence is change. We are movement. Being out of balance is life. Perfect balance. Stasis. That is death. Life yearns for perfection. Death is perfection.
Remembrance of things past is just for the rich. For the poor it only marks the faint traces on the path to death.
Whenever ego suffers from fear of death & your practice turns to seeing impermanence, ego settles down.
Awareness is everything. Hallie once pointed out to me that people worry a lot more about the eternity *after* their deaths than the eternity that happened before they were born. But it's the same amount of infinity, rolling out in all directions from where we stand.
Death in the horror movies is when the monsters get you.
Molecules dissolve and pass away, but consciousness survives the death of the matter on which it rides.
When you are standing at a crossroads in your life, realizethat the greatest block that you can put in front of your Self is the ideathat there is a ‘right’ choice.
What we call 'time' isn't chronological but spatial; what we call 'death' is merely a transition between different kinds of matter.
Under certain circumstances the fateful decisions in life, sometimes even in matters of life and death, are made with an almost indifferent ease. While the little things-for instance, the way people hang on to what is over-seem so important.
Death is not in the nature of things; it is the nature of things. But what dies is the form. The matter is immortal.
Nothing shall part us in our love till Thanatos (Death) at his appointed hour removed us from the light of day.
But now, as it is, sorrows, unending sorrows must surge within your heart as well—for your own son’s death. Never again will you embrace him stiding home. My spirit rebels—I’ve lost the will to live, to take my stand in the world of men—
The women in your family have never lost touch with one another. Death is a path we take to meet on the other side.
We are mortals all, human and nonhuman, bound in one fellowship of love and travail. No one escapes the fate of death. But we can, with caring, make our good-byes less tormented. If we broaden the circle of our compassion, life can be less cruel.
The world begins anew with every birth, my father used to say. He forgot to say, with every death it ends. Or did not think he needed to. Because for a goodly part of his life he worked in a graveyard.
My religious beliefs teach me to feel as safe in battle as in bed. God has fixed the time of my death. I do not concern myself with that, but to be always ready whenever it may overtake me. That is the way all men should live, and all men would be equally brave.
Because beauty consits of it's own passing, just as we reach for it. It's the ephemeral configuration of things in the moment, when you can see both their movement and their death.
These are the ushers of Martius: before himHe carries noise, and behind him he leaves tears.Death, that dark spirit, in's nervy arm doth lie,Which being advanc'd, declines, and then men die.
Dear as remembered kisses after death,And sweet as those by hopeless fancy feign'dOn lips that are for others; deep as love,Deep as first love, and wild with all regret;O Death in Life, the days that are no more!
Death is not the end death can never be the end. Death is the road. Life is the traveller. The Soul is the Guide
Maybe death is the great equalizer, the one big thing that can finally make strangers shed a tear for one another.
In my world death will come chasing. In your world it will start whispering in your ear to destroy yourself. I know this because it started whispering to me when I was in the detention center.
If you can overcome love, you can overcome fear. If you can overcome fear, you can overcome death.
Tired of life, afraid of death, not unlikeA lost brig, toy of ebb and flow on the ocean,My soul weighs anchor for a frightful shipwreck.
I recognized my work for what it was--as unimportant a drug as cigarettes to get one through the weeks and years. If we are extinguished by death, as I still try to believe, what point is there in leaving some books behind any more than bottles, clothes, or cheap jewellry?
The most ruthless of all humans are the ones cornered in by death.
Let us see rather that like Janus—or better, like Yama, the Brahmin god of death—religion has two faces, one very friendly, one very gloomy...
I might face death any minute now! But I should try not to put myself in harms' way as long as I can live. Of course it is not important if I die, because this is going to happen anyway. I know my purpose, my purpose is: How will my life or death impact the lives of others?
People were excited by violence. What, after all, was the sexual act but a voluntarily endured assault, a momentary death?
How baffling it is that we imagined cities incinerated by alien bombs and death rays when all they really needed was Mother Nature and time.
Who wanted to be smiled at by the girl that trailed shadows like pets, conjured snakes and waited for Death, her bridegroom, to steal her from these walls?
Anyone in this world can have the power of life and death over someone else. It's horrible, but true. All you need to do is take it. And once you have -- there is no going back. (The Killer's Cousin)
No individual death among human beings is important. Someone who dies leaves his work behind and that does not entirely die. It never entirely dies as long as humanity exists.
The thin line between life and death is still under construction.
We are graced with a godlike ability to transcend time and space in our minds but are chained to death.
You may remember that on earth—though of course we never confessed it—the death of anyone we knew, even those we liked best, was always mingled with a certain satisfaction at being finally done with them.
One wants to live, of course, indeed one only stays alive by virtue of the fear of death, but I think, as I thought then, that it is better to die violently and not too old.
They had...finished their lives before their death – which is not always the end of life and often comes long before the end.
Till her appointed course be run;Till on the darkness faint her breathFlown to the silent void, and DeathSit crowned upon the ashen sun.(“The Testimony of the Suns”)
If some persons died and others did not die death would indeed be a terrible affliction.
Old age is not meant to be survived alone," Man Rapadou said, her voice trailing with her own hidden thoughts. "Death should come gently, slowly, like a man's hand approaching your body. There can be joy in impatience if there is time to find the joy.
Western funerals: black hearses, and black horses, and fast-fading flowers. Why should black be the colour of death? Why not the colours of a sunset?
I should not really object to dying were it not followed by death.
The shortest distance between two points is a time line, a schedule, a map of your time, the itinerary for the rest of your life.Nothing shows you the straight line from here to death like a list.
I never saw Death before, and now I seeThat it is warring eyes in a woman's form.
Where else, but from the industrialized world, did the suicide hijackers learn that the huge explosions and death above a city skyline are a peculiar and effective form of communication? They have mastered the language.
If ever I to the moment shall say:Beautiful moment, do not pass away!Then you may forge your chains to bind me,Then I will put my life behind me,Then let them hear my death-knell toll,Then from your labours you'll be free,The clock may stop, the clock-hands fall,And time come to an end for me!
Humans, unlike Jedi, are powerfully afraid of rejection. We do not survive well alone, so humans as a species are especially vulnerable to thoughts that make us afraid the rest of the “tribe” will desert us to die a sad, lonely death.
For years I was deathly afraid of my own weaknesses, but when I closed my eyes and let myself be vulnerable to them it allowed miracles to take place. Miracles that were only alive when I accessed my BLIND faith.
The will of life and death, never share the same motivation...we all know that love is the ultimate motive to die for...but let’s not kid ourselves......we all know the ultimate motive to rise back from the dead is vengeance.
When we stop fighting against death, we are able to wake up to our lives.
Death is more universal than life; everyone dies but not everyone lives.
There are women whose love only ends with death.
If Christ taught us anything it is this -- not to let our fear of death keep us from doing the good thing.
When people get a chance to come close to death without having it touch them personally, they never miss the opportunity.
Boys play with death as though it were a game, cutting their teeth on daggers.
That would be the death of anyone - to recognize false hopes with a certainty. One mustn't know that. If it is offered, refuse!
I try--without success--to stop finding reasons for vanity in anything. When I happen to manage it nonetheless, I feel that I no longer belong to the mortal gang. I am above everything then, above the gods themselves. Perhaps that is what death is: a sensation of great, of extreme superiority.
The taste one gets of death in dreams I find more penetrating and atmospheric than the ordinary fear one might suffer while awake.
I wanted to play with death, like a child with a new toy, I wanted to push all the buttons and see what would happen.
Could she smell my breath? Could she hear my cursed circular heart beat revolving like the crime it is in my deathly chest?
There are only two things worse then an empty canvas: death and taxes.
The menopause of Sarah became her menostart; this is feminine beauty! The death plot against Mordecai became his life spring; this is masculine beauty! A kind of life lived in God's word is a life of miraculous beauty!
Oh dire, dreadful death, you drag your heels.Why dawdle and draw back? You drown my heart.
If you don't fear death, then let Kieran meet it.
Never trust a man who teaches about death but yet had no real experience at all about it.
It was one thing to live in a world where death stood a distant figure, quite another to hold it in your hands.
I have never lived a life so much larger than death. (93)
Death will be a great relief. No more interviews.
Don't say passed away,' I tell him, drawing from my own terrible well of experience. "Say he died. Death is horrible. We shouldn't give it a pretty name.
Մահ ոչ իմացեալ՝ մահ է, մահ իմացեալ՝ անմահութիւն է:Death, unanticipated, is death; death, anticipated, is immortality.
The living used to wonder what happened after death. She said that whole religions were born and evolved around this one simple uncertainty.
Sin may have the power to kill and destroy, but God is the Creator of life. He can create it from nothing, and He can restore it from death.(John 11:25-26)
So we live; a spirit that broods and hovers over the continual death of time, the lost meaning, the unrecaptured moment, the unremembered face, until the final chop that ends all our moments and plunges that spirit back into the void from which it came.
Birth is painful and delightful. Death is painful and delightful. Everything that ends is also the beginning of something else. Pain is not a punishment; pleasure is not a reward.
I just meant that … I want to be the last person who ever kisses you, too.… That sounds bad, like a death threat or something. What I’m trying to say is, you’re it. This is it for me.
Visible objects therefore do not perish utterly, since nature repairs one thing from another and allows nothing to be born without the aid of another's death.
Furthermore, as the body suffers the horrors of disease and the pangs of pain, so we see the mind stabbed with anguish, grief and fear. What more natural than that it should likewise have a share in death?
Death cuts off possibilities. Even if they were possibilities you never meant to act on, it feels differentwhen they’re gone.
What is birthday, but a celebration of death.
Because there was only one thing worse than dying. And that was knowing you were going to die. And where. And how. (“Death Ship”)
Prate not to me of suicide, Faint heart in battle, not for pride I say Endure, but that such end denied Makes welcomer yet the death that's to be died.
Instead, he would make death his final project, the center point of his days. Since everyone was going to die, he could be of great value, right? He could be research. A human textbook. Study me in my slow and patient demise. Watch what happens to me. Learn with me.
- had a million things to do today; death would have to wait, -(The Tin Star)
...there's not enough of anything to go around except people and death.
I want away to the house of death, to my father under the low, clay roof.
Do not use life to give life to death. Do not use death to bring death to life.
You people have a religion of death that fills you with the joy and courage to confront it...I do not. I believe the only essential thing is to be alive.- Abrenucio
Every story is a story about death. But perhaps, if we are lucky, our story about death is also a story about love.
What's it like?""Death? It's like being on holiday with a group of Germans.
Your shadow is bought and paid for, and your death will not remit that payment. You can go shadowless into the shadowless world, and your death will only be one last dark thing on my long dark road. It will hurt me but I do not care. It is all but over.
The chanting went on, the musicians giving in to the rhythm of their own being, finding healing in touching that rhythm, and healing in chanting about death, the only real god they knew.
Aunt Rosa, a fussy, angular, wild-eyed old lady, who had lived in a tremulous world of bad news, bankruptcies, train accidents, cancerous growths—until the Germans put her to death, together with all the people she had worried about.
Some years later, long after he and Megadeth parted company, Jay Jones was stabbed to death with a butter knife during-rumor has it-a fight over a bolonga sandwich. That's not funny, of course. But, if you knew Jay, neither is it particularly suprising.
The larger a star the shorter its life, but all the more fascinating its death. As it collapses within it’s body, the infalling material can be no longer be compressed; the star is blown to pieces; its shattered mass realeases out ward at the speed of light.
Hope could not outlast the breather. Love, however . . . Love was something not even death could conquer, because at the end of everything, even life, he was hers.
Do what you love or die a slow death doing what you hate
Much as oblivion is the death of sorrowSo death is life's forgetfulness
Merry hearts are vulnerable to death, don't be over-joyed to the state of oblivion, lest the enemy poison your meal.
In contravention of my belief that any life ending in death is essentially pointless, I needed my friends to open up that plastic bag and take one last look at me. Someone had to remember me, if only for a few more minutes in the vast silent waiting room of time.
Our death is not an end if we can live on in our children and the younger generation. For they are us, our bodies are only wilted leaves on the tree of life.
How many fears came between us?Earthquakes, diseases, wars where hellrained smoldering pus from skies made of winged death.Horror tore this world asunder.While inside the bleeding smokeand beyond the shredded weeping fleshwe memorized tales of infinite good.--from The History Lesson
Death is someone you see very clearly with eyes in the center of your heart: eyes that see not by reacting to light, but by reacting to a kind of a chill from within the marrow of your own life.
During the last few years of her life Mrs. Willowes grew continually more skilled in evading responsibilities, and her death seemed but the final perfected expression of this skill. It was as if she had said, yawning a delicate cat’s yawn, “I think I will go to my grave now,” and had left the room.
...those who break the law should be loved more and not less for their sin, for if we do not forgive then is sin added to sin and the end is death.
To the wizard death is merely a belief.
It seems that the people of Oran are like that friend of Flaubert who, on the point of death, casting a last glance at the irreplaceable earth, exclaimed: "Close the window, it's too beautiful.
Just consider how terrible the day of your death will beOthers will go on speaking and you will not be able to argue back
We losers don't fear death. For us it's the end of a lifelong losing spell.
Life versus Death becomes, as Montaigne pointed out, Old Age versus Death.
They are stupid, they are beasts, they are meat, they are death. I am talking simply but without any affectation.
What kind of lifehave you lived, little one, that everything seems to be a question of fair and unfair? Life and death just are. Fair has nothing to do with it.
It came to Mary now that her mother had been right, after all; Mary had been born for this. In sixteen years she'd shot along the shortest route she could find between life and death, as the crow flew.
Love is bitter, death is sweet.
Death was kind.” He drew a sharp breath. “But no father should have to give such a kindness to his child.
Erik, Erik! I saved your life! Remember? You were scentenced to death! But for me you would be dead by now.
The man now retrieved a linen cloth and stuffed it deep into Katherine’s mouth. “Death,” hewhispered to her, “should be a quiet thing.
All primitive people are frightened of owls,' said Harley. 'The villagers here are scared to death of the gufo. Birds of ill omen. If they see one, they think they'll die. But they never do. See one, I mean, of course,' he added with a laugh.
Why is it okay to put someone to death, but it’s not okay for those people to do it themselves?
♫ I learned a lesson today: never judge a person by the way they act, nor how they dress, or the way they have their disabilities. Because everyone on Earth suffers the same hell, whether in love or hate, life or death.
What is this slow blue dream of living, and this fevered death by dreaming?
Mark ran his fingers over the bindings and whispered words, written long ago, words that wriggled through the aged leather, trembled beneath his touch. What lives and loves, hopes and dreams, deaths and despair these volumes held.
While death and darkness girdle meI grope for immortality.
I want to feel the rush of death, the high of utter nothingness, the fragility of my own mortality. Let it slip through my fingers like sand and when it's gone for good, I'll be none the wiser.
Arithmetic is the death of story.
Belief in immortality is harmful because it is not in our power to conceive of the soul as really incorporeal. So this belief is in fact a belief in the prolongation of life, and it robs death of its purpose.
Would that death were like this. Would that one would sleep and sleep and sleep forever.
Heresy is the life of a mythology and orthodoxy is the death.
How obvious can it be? ... The purpose of makeup is to defy the degradations of time, and time is just a synonym for death.
If one does die taking these drugs, the death is likely to be very peaceful. Morphia is, after all, the goddess of dreams.
That's what death is, Danny thought: wanting to talk to someone and not being able to.
Fear leads to death as the window to the courtyard. Jump!
He brooded on how close destruction always was to all creatures, animals as well as humans, and he realized that there is nothing we can predict or know for certain in this world except death.
You never know how the loss will come -- whether he will lose you or you him, but it is a certainty that there will be a shattering involuntary separation. Death is the abandonment caused not by betrayal but by fidelity.
The Little War?How can there bea little war?Are some deathssmaller than others,leaving motherswho weepa little less?
To learn to die is to learn to live. Death is the giver of life.
You smell so good,""No, I don't, I smell like death.""You're crazy, you're not dead. You do not smell like death.""I was dead a long time.""And now you're not. Hence the alive smell.
The desire of death will not always lead you to death but the fear of death will.
Life isn't fair. It's just fairer than death, that's all.
Death is the force that will create your new life. It is a mechanism of transformation. Welcome it.
Even when our death is imminent, we carry the image of ourselves moving forward, alive, into the future.
I believe there are ways whose ends are life instead of death.
The Angel of Death is the invisible Angel of Life.
Death always knew how to connect vice with misfortune.
Not success. Not growth. Not happiness. The cradle of your love of life … is death.
Death is a lot like prom - loud, overdone, and although the guy you came with was cool, you never know who'll end up taking you home.
There is no man so blessed that some who stand by his deathbed won't hail the occasion with delight.
I would have had to kill him, and Death, you know, keeps secrets better even than a guilty Roman.
Life is short, death is forever.
[...] death is only a small interruption.
By reading quotes i realized that some of them containing simple words, but this simple words could change our lives.how if we read the holy Quran That has the best words , it will change our lives and Our death .Thank God that I was born Muslim
Death frees us from the sickness of modern life.
Search for the stranger inside you, forgotten even by your death.
Whatever is destroyed, the act of destruction does not vary much. Beauty if vapour from the pit of death.
When you have mastered life you have conquered death.
It’s quite simple. Death isn’t what we think it is. It isn’t life which ends but time which stops.
All our knowledge brings us nearer to our ignorance,All our ignorance brings us nearer to death,But nearness to death no nearer to God.Where is the life we have lost in living?Where is the wisdom we have lost in knowledge?Where is the knowledge we have lost in information?
Science ask facts and religion ask faith, humans are confused between life and death.
It is not the rich man you should properly call happy, but him who knows how to use with wisdom the blessings of the gods, to endure hard poverty, and who fears dishonor worse than death, and is not afraid to die for cherished friends or fatherland.
Loneliness is the standard that separates life from death.
Can there be anything more sad than a girl dying on the day of her first communion, in her new dress. A little bride of death...
Connection is life; disconnection, death.
Amid secrets and monsters and fire and death; amid every uncertainty; love existed. Love was real. It was the one certainty.
We all must face death and walk with it. But we also must love and live in it.
Death is never swift... No matter how those left behind would like to comfort themselves with the thought. -Before Ever After
To what purpose should I trouble myself in searching out the secrets of the stars, having death or slavery continually before my eyes?
But one wants the idea of Death, you know, as something large and unknowable, something that allows a person to stretch himself out. Especially one wants it if one is tired. Or perhaps what one wants is simply a release from sensation, from all consciousness for ever....
Life is the death of all of us.' - Tristan
Sofya now understood the difference between life and existence: her life had come to an end, but her existence could drag on indefinitely. And however wretched and miserable this existence was, the thought of violent death still filled her with horror.
The painful truth about life is not death but death while you are alive.
Death was not the scariest thing out there; no, the denial of it could be far worse.
Of all the ways I had imagined my death, getting beaten by my zombified mentor while trapped by a cannibalistic window handle wasn’t one of them
seeing a woman cough today made me sense a vague fear of death
...beauty consists of its own passing, just as we reach for it. It's the ephemeral configuration of things in the moment, when you can see both their beauty and their death.
Our crucifixes exhibit the pain, but they veil, perhaps necessarily, the obscenity: but the death of the God-Man was both.
After Hiram Bingham built the first church on Oahu the student recalls, "When it was completed some of the natives said among themselves, 'That house of worship built by the haoles is a place in which they will pray us all to death. It is meant to kill us.
Death is never an excuse to stop living.
The erruption of feelings & emotions that follows a near-death exerience, or any event that causes us to stop & look deeply at the reality of our lives, is ripe with the potential for insight & clarity.
I had an absurd desire to go down to her and make sure she was all right, and stay with her until dawn. I also had a fierce wish to bludgeon the two frat boys to death with a shovel.
Before she continued her search she sat in his revolving desk chair, and wept for the passing of time, and the necessary death of the well-loved, wise old man.
I am planting a tree in this bomb crater to remind us that in the midst of death, there is life... and hope.
Death seemed to lose its terrors and to borrow a grace and dignity in sublime keeping with the life that was ebbing away.
A time is coming when the whole round world will know that God reigns and that God is Love, when hell and heaven, life and death, sin and salvation, will be read and understood aright at last.
Silence will speakIf given an ear;Stillness is the movementOf our atmosphere;Circles have sidesWhen we draw the line;Death is sleepIn limited time.
Is there life before death? That’s chalked upIn Ballymurphy. Competence with pain,Coherent miseries, a bite and a sup,We hug our little destiny again.
How heavy a body that has been traversed by death is, life is light, there's no need to let anyone make it heavy for us
A man who takes into consideration the feelings of others even when arranging the manner of his own death shows a nobility of character which compels the admiration of all classes.
Death is terrible for anyone. Young or old, good or evil, it’s all the same. Death is impartial. There is no especially terrible death. That’s why death is so fearsome. Your deeds, your age, your personality, your wealth, your beauty: they are all meaningless in the face of death.
O, never from the memory of my heartYour dear, paternal image shall depart,Who while on earth, ere yet by death surprised,Taught me how mortals are immortalized;How grateful am I for that patient careAll my life long my language shall declare.
People aren't often asked to make life or death decisions. There are no causes to die for. You can go through life never knowing which of your friends would really come through for you
Unreal City, Under the brown fog of a winter dawn,A crowd flowed over London Bridge, so many,I had not thought death had undone so many.
For the sake of goodness and love, man shall let death have no sovereignty over his thoughts.
Death stalked toward us on padded feet. And it was not alone.
They suffered with his death and she - she suffered with their reaction to it.
Nothing in life was as ugly as death.
I am afraid of death. You are young, so presumably you're more afraid of it than I am. Obviously we shall put if off as long as we can. But it makes very little difference. So long as human beings stay human, death and life are the same thing.
If you are distant and misanthropic, selfish or cruel, you will find yourself alone in life and death.
The ferocity of Santiago Nasar's fate, which had collected twenty years of happiness from him not only with his death but also with the dismemberment of his body and its dispersion and extermination.
I condemn you. Yet my heart yearns towards you. I would go with you through the fires of death. Yet am happiest alone.
Inertness is the universal sign of death. Nothing can exist without movement.
Let whoever can win glory before death.
The stronger civilization becomes, the more deeply the love of death is buried in the subconscious.
Only the debris of wreckage, and not much of that, was left behind by the sharks who fed on tragedy: the fishermen, too, mourned the death of a living child.
I am not afraid of death, which after all can't be far away. What does frighten me, though, is the halfway stage.
For some death is an art, for others it is merely an inevitability.
When will the deathOf Death ever come?from "The Siege
We must learn to accept ourselves in the painful experiment of living. We must embrace the spiritual adventure of becoming human, moving through the many stages that lie between birth and death.
Time and death: It's the ultimate vision of an artist at the end of everything. It's just what's there. It was not something I planned to do.
Walk a bit further. There is a different land not far away. The people in it have the magic to break the icy fingers of the great death.I heard that you don’t even have to pay.However, you have to find their door.It is only found by those who pay the other price.
Death’s life should have listened to the moonly whispers of breathing in the coldest nights
One is seldom unchanged by the death of those one loves. It gives me a deeper knowledge of them, and so of oneself in regard to them.
I wish to drown in my pain, alone, just like a moth dancing to its death in the flame!
[...] death follows us around for a reason. It's because death is our best adviser. There is nothing more powerful than a person who is prepared to live right now, in this instant, fully accepting that this may be their last moment on earth.
The fear of death never left me; I couldn't get used to the thought; I would still sometimes shake and weep with terror. By contrast, the fact of existence here and now sometimes took on a glorious splendour.
Ah, God, it's barbaric, however you look at it,' he told Ruth.'What, cremation?' she asked.'Death.
It's your life, not your death, that defines you.
Seek for the endless life in the world, because with death, there remains neither the seeker nor the sought! The other world is altogether an illusion! Stop deceiving yourself; seek for the endless life in the world!
The planet's tyrant, dotard Death, had held his gray mirror before them for a moment and shown them the image of things to come.
Just when you think you're in the cat-bird's seat, the Angel of Death calls "dibs" on shotgun.
Death preserves an ideal.
Death starves us of life. So we learn to fabricate our own immortalities.
In an established love of reading there is a policy of insurance guaranteeing certain happiness till death.
Perhaps it is natural for the god of the poor to be akin to the god of the dead, for there is something about poverty that smells of death
The body's ills are the least of ills, for they end only in death, which is but a little thing. But if the spirit dies, then all is lost.
When death speaks to me, it speaks only of the beauty of life.
Death. It was something I had to think about once. Weird, right? Strange that death was ever an inevitable end, but it wasn’t anymore. Not really. I eluded it. Tricked it. It was an odd concept—the world aged, moved forward, yet I . . . didn’t.
I think about death sometimes. Analytically, of course.
In crime and enmity they lie Who sin and tell us love can die, Who say to us in slander's breath That love belongs to sin and death.
Death had been more pitiful to them than longer life would have been. It had taken the one in the loyalty of love, and the other in the innocence of faith, from a world which for love has no recompense and for faith no fulfillment.
Human efforts to avoid or overcome death are always doomed to disappointment.
Open questions like love, life, death, struggle and sex are our experiences, our opinions are not answers but they still remain mysterious unanswered questions. Let it be Open.
Downfall, failure and death cannot be far from any man who made counterfeit friends his ally and support.
Love is not love that wounded bleeds And bleeding sullies slow. Come death within my hands and I Unto my love will go.
What is life to Spirit, is death to the ego.
LIII.What is the holiness of conversation? It isto master death.
Thine are these orbs of light and shade;Thou madest Life in man and brute;Thou madest Death; and lo, thy footIs on the skull which thou hast made.
Philosophy is one reason which could lead to death.
we deceive ourselves in thinking that death only follows life whereas it both goes before and will follow after it for where is the difference in not beginning or ceasing to exist the effect of both is not to be
For though, I walk through the valley of shadows of Death, I will never fear. For You are in Me and I know You will never let me Go.
... omniscience about life and death is not within a physician's purview. A doctor should never write off a person a priori.
We pass through Time from birth in order to have from where to come, together with death.
The reason death sticks so closely to life isn't biological necessity- its envy. Life is so beautiful that death has fallen in love with it, a jealous, possessive love that grabs at what it can.
Don’t hope you will receive help from the words of life because they all bring you to death.
Both Life And Death Offer Us A Choice. The Experience Of Death Lasts A Short Time And Has Less Variety, But The Adventure Of Living Is Longer, And Offers Us More Options.
Is it possible that power can conquer matter, that the soul makes a mightier truth than the body, that life has a meaning that survives life itself, that good survives evil as life survives death, that God, after all, is more powerful than the Devil?
Only God would adore his own death.
For what blessing may a man hope for butAn immortality inThe loving vigilance of death.
Shells, gas clouds, and flotillas of tanks - shattering, corroding, death.Dysentery, influenza, typhus - scalding, choking, death.
We’re all carrying our coffins with us every day.” Or “We are all constantly cheating death.
The Death's Field is the mirror which allows us the knowledge of the world we living in.
Places change imperceptibly – in detail, at least – a good deal,' said the Doctor, making an effort to keep up a conversation that plainly would not go on itself; 'and people too; population shifts – there's an old fellow, sir, they call Death.
Without death, life would have no boundaries and our days would not be so precious. My mother was a firm believer in the common sense of nature.
It was a year ago today your daughter went missing.’ Bagg had closed his eyes, feeling the death going on inside.
I love you deeply and in the future, I may love you more however, that does not occasionally preclude me from plotting your death by shooting you, chopping you up and feeding you to the wolves...
If it is love we are making, even though we are apprehensive or frightened, we are willing to untangle the bones of the Death nature. We are willing to see how it all goes together. We are willing to touch the not-beautiful in another, and in ourselves.
With the death of what Sydney Smith described as rational religon and the proponents of what remains sending out such confusing and uncertain messages, all civilised people have to be ethicists. We must work out our own salvation with diligence based on what we believe.
But me They cannot touch, Old age and death. The strange And ignominious end of old Dead folk!
An honorable death is well and good, but if the life at stake is not your own, what then?
Jail's are a spooky place," remarked Bill, trying to match the pace of detective Adam."Oh that is nothing in front of the ultimate fear" replied detective Adam."Ultimate fear?""Funny thing that, the ultimate fear is also the ultimate relief.""Which is?""Death
Some of us would take our time, if we knew that we are rushing to our deaths.
Death, distance, and time, shall each one of them dig graves for your affections; but this you do not know, nor can know, until the story of your life is ended.
Humans are about to grasp basic substances of all creations. When that moment comes, life or death are no longer matters.
The Bible says, in the end days men will seek death, but death will elude them. So, maybe we’ll find immortality after all
It is death that makes life precious.
The belief in death leads meditating about life; meanwhile, the belief in life leads you thinking about death.
Men's lives are short .The hard man and his cruelties will beCursed behind his back and mocked in death.But one whose heart and ways are kind - of himstrangers will bear report to the whole wide world,and distant men will praise him. - Penelope in Robert Fitzgerald trans. THE ODYSSEY (364)
THREE BASIC TRUTHSThree things have a limited threshold: Time, pain, and death.While truth, love, and knowledge –Are boundless.Three things are needed For humanity to co-exist:Truth, peace and basic needs.Everything else -Is irrelevant.
Life is a derivative which derives its value from an underlying asset called Death
Some people imagine that death is the only destination of life.
Is the sunrise superior just because it goes before the sunset with a day and sunset goes before the sunrise with a night? Could there be day without night and sunrise without sunset, life without death?
A Negative Thought Is Like A Quicksand, Both Deathly and Quiet-It Sucks You in Without You Realizing It”.
True enough. I say this all the time.Trez looked at his hands. “I didn’t ask for this.”“No one asks for life.” The executioner hiked iAm’s body up higher. “And sometimes they do not ask for death...
Through Christ, the sting of death is but a gentle pinch to the soul; and the mourn is light. Perhaps, someday, in that glorious place, free of sin, we shall meet again.
I can think of no greater honour, after my death, than for my friends and family to consume and eat me
Battle of hardships it is!Having fought for life, Having seen death a little closer,Having fought to make a name, Having fought to start over, Having fought all the games,Having fought my best!Yet why are spending the Nights still the hardest?
When you master life you can conquer death.
Death is the evil twin of life.
Life exists to make us stronger than death.
The keys to death unlock the doors to life.
I needed to be somewhere where people wouldn’t be sad, where the thoughts concerned life, not death.
The fishhook catches the fish; the truth catches the lie; the death catches the life; the love catches the hate!
The city outside, so busy, so full of life, seemed in stark contrast to the deathly silence inside their home. It seemed...like a muffled silence, as if the house itself was holding its breath, waiting...
Life is spent hovering round our tomb. Our various sicknesses are but the winds which carry us more or less near to the haven. … Death is our friend, nevertheless we do not recognise it as such, because it presents itself to us under a mask, and that mask inspires us with terror.
All these nows happening at once. And if all our nows happen at once, then death—it’s just a scavenger hunt through time.
Death, distance, and time, shall each one of them dig graves for your affections; but this pi do not know, nor can know, until the story of your life is ended.
I still had a lot of practical medicine to learn, but would knowledge alone be enough, with life and death hanging in the balance? Surely intelligence wasn't enough; moral clarity was needed as well. Somehow, I had to believe, I would gain not only knowledge but wisdom, too.
Work hard, you can be Millionaire.Work hard and smart, you can be Billionaire.Trillionaire??Get ready to beat capitalism in its own game. Create war among countries. Be merciless and cruel .But there is a problem ! Trillionaire doesn't know what happens after death ??
The comfort zone is the death zone.
Fall in love so that when death comes life will be cured.
Action is life, inaction is death.
One touch can say more than all the world’s words, that’s true, but the touch fades with the years and then we need words again, they’re our weapons against time, death, forgetfulness, unhappiness.
And once you've got clocks, you've got death and dead people, because time, as we know, runs on, and then it runs out, and dead people are situated outside of time, whereas living people are still immersed in it.
At liminality, at a transitional point between his last night dream and reality, he realizes he has made a big mistake and happiness is possible without death. (Coming back to himself.)
Hope and the fear of death stand in the way of suicide being the leading cause of human death.
Life is like an endless book. Each day is a new page and only death can bring the end to this little book of yours.
I have no interest in anything so frivolous as the bona fide religion or mankind's pathetic debate over whose version of the church is correct. Circular arguments over the semantics of faith hold no interest for me. Those are questions answered only through death!
Death is something empires worry about, not something gardeners worry about. It's certainly not something resurrection people worry about.
Don’t just cautiously step through life to reach death safely.
Who sees the many and not the one, wanders on from death to death.Even by the mind this truth is to be learned: there are not many but only one. Who sees variety and not the unity wanders on from death to death.
Our fear is not death. Our fear is what we don't know about it.
To understand death is to understand something which is closely related to life.
To call ourselves historical beings is to say that we are constitutively capable of self-transcendence, becoming at one with ourselves only in death.
Life is a constant journey. We move from one place to another. The journey is what makes a fish different than a rock, movement different from stillness, light from darkness, life from death.
Fear of death. Buried deep Living inside of me Reaper never knocks more than once That thump is scaring me Pulmonary veins They're suddenly filled with ecstasy Sing and dance in praise I hope it's God that's sent for me
Who prays at help in the Illusion of his Life does not understand that his only aid is death
Tis the wink of an eye, 'tis the draught of a breath,From the blossom of health to the paleness of death,From the gilded saloon to the bier and the shroud-Oh! why should the spirit of mortal be proud?
Each coil has the earthquake which created it, as every death has the life that gave birth to it.
TO BE is life's dilemma while facing the eternity of death.
The well of your soul will not experience the drought until in front of her will appear the moment of eternity to drink from the water of death.
To be is the greatest paradox of life facing death.
What happens before birth and resumes after death - this is more real than the brief spark of life. Out lives just carry the physical burden of carrying energy forward. We put on suits of meat as training, as a challenge. We all know this is temporary.
The smoke detectors began to ring; for they were battery-powered and thus still functioned, just as a record can still be played after the death of every member of the orchestra.
Faith is to believe and knowledge is accomplished through death.
To taste it once is to taste it forever --- life or death. Whichever way the coin flips is right, so long as you hold no stakes.
Instead of days like Valentine’s Day, we ought to have days such as the day on which we would commemorate those ancestors of ours from whose deaths we have learned, for example, that something is not safe for us to eat.
We all know that birth ultimately ends with death.
We all know that birth is the start of the illness, disease and death processes.
Aloneness allows time for deliberating and intellectual studies, but ultimately every person must share their knowledge of life if they want to remain a vibrant memory after their death.
Life is just a momentbetween birth and death,just a deep, deep breathfull of dreams and memories.
Question of the day: Are you calling in life or death?
I really lived (..) Death seems to me to be a sunset glow at the end of a beautiful day.-Red White Love: The Love of Liverpool FC
Discovery of death is love ; discovery of love is poetry ; discovery of poetry is death
Maybe love had always been outweighing death
The Little Light realizes that it is our attachments that cause us grief, for life must go on in the cyclical dance of life and death.
It will never be up to the human mind to fully understand the fullness of the mysteries of the Universe; but what we have been given-all of us-are the universal rhythms of birth, life, death, and rebirth.
With death, there is always rebirth.
Death comes for everyone. It’s a natural part of life. We’re all on loan.
Faith is life and knowledge is death.
If you are working yourself to death, how can any investor feel safe, confident and secure investing in you?
Faith is life, knowledge is death, and choosing the correct one is wisdom.
Hope humbly then; with trembling pinions soar;Wait the great teacher Death; and God adore.What future bliss, he gives not thee to know,But gives that hope to be thy blessing now.
Rush to death. The longer one lives, the less valued is that life. What is that?
To mourn the unexpected death Of a thousand fetuses, I fire up the yellow dusk, and watch the time standing motionless.
Not to fix the spirit was to seek death, and that was the same as to seek nothing, since death was going to overtake us regardless of anything.
I am the problem myself, I am the solution as well.I am the defeated myself, I am the conqueror as well.I am the atheist myself, I am the believer as well.I am the life myself, I am the death as well.I am the God myself, I am the devil as well.
When you see a family struggling to let go of a dear one, you realize how overpowering the transient nature of Life is, of how helpless we are in the face of death!
Our souls are tied across universes, there is unbroken continuity, you see the love is more powerful than death, so let the winds of the heavens to dance with you and give your smile at the other's welcome.Alexis karpouzos
The purpose of a life well lived is not a happy ending. The end is for all of us the same, death. A life well lived is just that, well lived.
The secret of life is to "die before you die" - and find that there is no death.
Escaping death is a temporary victory.
Death is the light by which the shadow of all of life's meaning is measured. Without death, everything would feel inconsequential, all experience arbitrary, all metrics and values suddenly zero.
Our birth and death are always mortal but not our life
Death looks different when you know that death is not an end; when we realize that death is a passage of really the most glorious kind.
This I do, being mad:Gather baubles about me,Sit in a circle of toys, and all the timeDeath beating the door in.
After that, how unbelievable death was! - that it must end; and no one in the whole world would know how she had loved it all; how, every instant . . .
On the plane to Mexico City, I thought about how death shreds time. My ordinary life had vanished.
For the wages of sin is death, but the gift of God is eternal life in Christ Jesus our Lord. Romans 6:23
With our hearts, we obey the teaching of the truth which has the power to deliver us from death to eternal life.
By the time COVID-19 is over, the death toll will be comparable to war.
There are things that are too big for us humans :Pain,loneliness,and death, but also beauty, publicity and happiness. For them we created religion. What happens when we lose it? Those things are still too big for us. What is left for us is the poetry of the individual life.
Death only exists for the personality and not for the spirit.
A breakup is like a death without a funeral.
Maybe we should all just try to reach our heaven somehow, now, on earth, while being alive and not expect it after death as something that is granted or owed to us as a reward. Or maybe build it ourselves.
When we are still young, it is “all things are possible" that is settled in our minds but we ignore that Old-Age and Death are also possible. Meanwhile, let us be active under God's will.
When you stand in front of someone and you intimidate that person by saying: "Do you know who I am?"; this means that you don't know really who you are. The answer is simple! You are a man, a candidate to death, an easy subject to ignore or to forget, the prey of what you ignore.
To An ANGEL, Who Cannot Continue His Life, Death Is My Blessing And To A DEMON, Who Should Not Continue His Life, Death Is My Curse, MURUGA PERUMAL
No hope, but death, to bury up our shame.Phillip – Act IV, scene 7
With death on our conscious we have the opportunity to act with diligence and love unconditionally
The law of releasing life or death in your life is the power of your tongue, and it is operating all the time.
What is your dash? When your eulogy is read, would you be proud of the things they will say about you and about how you spent your years from birth till death?
There are demons in this world, there are demons in the system, and then there are demons in the mind. Which one is responsible for the woman's death?
The conquest of the fear of death is the recovery of life's joy. One can experience an unconditional affirmation of life only when one has accepted death, not as contrary to life but as an aspect of life.
God warn people through many ways to deliver their souls from death.
God speaks to man in his affliction to deliever his soul from death.
What could be crueler? I suppose the answer was: lots of things-an intellectual forced to shovel chicken shit, a Muslim forced to keep pigs, a physicist ordered to assemble radios, an historian in a dunce cap, a person beaten to death for being a teacher.
Karma is a cosmic law that makes everything go. Who is it that is managing the show? It is the One who made the earth. It is the One who causes our death and our birth.
Only if we share Christ's death on earth will we share his life in heaven.
Death is a doorway to God. We celebrate Life and mourn Death, shouldn't we reverse it?
When energy escapes at death, it merges with the universal cosmic energy.
What is the Energy that Gives us Breath? What Life Energy leaves us that causes our death? We are that Energy, we are the Soul. To Realize this Truth is our Life Goal!
The major difference between human and other life forms on our planet is our ability to reason and to question. For just a moment, try to deliberately free your mind from what you have been told about religion, evolution, birth, death, God, and other concepts you have about why you're here on earth.
Death offers you thorns, eternity offers you roses, and life offers you both.
Death has no conscience. Life has no pity. Existence has no morals. Eternity has no conclusion.
Caution was better. Safety was preferable. Life typically trumped death.
Death is a stripping away of all that is not you. The secret of life is to “die before you die” and find that there is no death.
Cancer is a fight to the death.Either you kill it, or it will kill you.Get ready to brawl.
He held out his right hand in the moonlight. From the cut on his wrist the blood was still oozing. Every few seconds a drop fell, dark, almost colourless in the dead light. Drop, drop, drop. To-morrow and to-morrow and to-morrow...He had discovered Time and Death and God.
There was also closeness, for the end of a couple is like a death, and the notion of death, of temporariness, can remind us of the value of things.
and I pondered this curiously crazy lifeand the things I failed to grasp as a girlbut thought I understood nowas a softer , wiser womanI thought about life and death...I thought about tonight's dinner menu too...
Time is long, death is patient, and the ghosts will always outlive the grieving.
A world without death would have no beauty, no yellow leaves in the autumn. It would be boring. There would be no change because change implies death. A world without death would be a frozen world. The fact is that we want to make the world better than God does.
Do not hope to evade any illness or death, for they are crucial reminders of the transience of this life, and you are only sojourners on this world.
Salvation is not simply a matter of escaping theworld after death. It is holistic, and it is now (andalso later).
Death is always close but life is stubborn.
Do not lie to yourself about the fact of death, choosing instead to become consumed by the psychological reaction to it—what we call grief.
But I do know. I know Sam is going to die. I know his death is meant to be. And I know that someday, I’ll be alright again. But I’m sure as hell not gonna tell his mother this.
We should walk through the valley of the shadow of death, not just pitch a tent and camp there.
The cosmos is filled with purpose because there is a God above. Our hearts are intrinsically and acutely aware that there is more to us than chemical reactions in laws of physics. Our short lives find meaning in the Creator of the heavens and earth. Though death awaits us all, it is not the end.
Death of a beloved leaves a deep hole in our heart.
No matter. All things end, in perversion and death. Sorrow belongs to those who also hope. But that Unfettered One gave his life so that you and your message and your ring might reach the Lords. This we will accomplish, so that such sacrifices may have meaning.
The choice is with us; let us will it, and our habitation becomes a paradise. For the will of man is omnipotent, blunting the arrows of death, soothing the bed of disease, and wiping away the tears of agony.
Don’t be afraid,” she said. “The dead cannot hurt you. They give you no pain, except that of seeing your own death in their faces. And one can face that, I find.”Yes, he thought, the good face pain. But the great—they embrace it.
I used to think death meant freedom, but now I know all you really need to be free is someone who believes in you so much you finally believe in yourself.
Whoever stop dreaming prepares for death.
God is all about life, not death. Death is his enemy’s domain.
I've been fed to the wolves, my soul experiencing near death so many times.Having a little hardship is a far easier path than being completely fucked by life. But these words, these goddamm words save me everytime. A little slice of poetic notion, a little reminder in pain there is life.
Jen represented hope; and hope, she instinctively knew, would always be shadowed with pain, just as her despair, now, in the niche behind the tapestry, was shadowed with something like opposite of pain--a numbed uncaring, an acceptance of the thrall of death, almost a fervent wish for it.
There was no hope of survival, anymore. I felt abandoned and betrayed. I never imagined such a terrible death and I was so conscious that it was happening now.
So you escaped certain death and can't stop wondering why you survived? God whispered in your ear many times. This time, God is giving you a nudge. He wants you to know that your life is worth so much more, you are capable of so much more. Stand in your power. Make your life count.
We all are sailing in the same boat called Time which is heading towards Death.
You must plan your life in such a way that at the time of your death, you own nothing, and have given everything. You can’t carry anything with you to the other world and everything shall be left here in this world after you are gone. All that will remain of you will be your good work.
My time begins with my death.
Time trailed off into death and over this dead time, a silent snow was falling.
If we begin to die when we live, and long life be but a prolongation of death, our life is a sad composition; we live with death, and die not in a moment.
The Lord said: "Time [death] I am, the destroyer of the worlds, who has come to annihilate everyone. Even without your taking part all those arrayed in the [two] opposing ranks will be slain!
We are here to unlearn the teachings of the church, state, and our educational system. We are here to drink beer. We are here to kill war. We are here to laugh at the odds and live our lives so well that Death will tremble to take us.
Death is a mystery beyond description.
If you haven't received death threats, you haven't become famous yet.
If anyone has ever experienced an idle mind they should have no fear of death for they are one in the same.
What a tragedy to see a boy dumb himself to death for a girl.
Why are we afraid ofdeath?We are afraid because instinctively we resist change and death is an abrupt changein life. - HDH Bhagawan Sri Nithyananda Paramashivoham, in the book "Living Enlightenment".
The memory of my father speaks, not of death, but of a undying, invincible spirit.
I'll love you until the death of love
You come from the depths of infinity and from all directions of space-time.Every atom in you comes from a different star, every cell are made of celestial radiation.You're the smile of no birth and no death. You are the Great Poetry.
None of us can escape Death, but we can Realize God before we face the final moments of Life.
If you are a religious person, know that you are in a quest that will only lead you to death
When someone dies, we think that’s it for them. But it’s not really set up that way. It’s not fixed. Death like life is temporary.
• religions are, overall, radically friendly toward anymals; • people tend to be ignorant of these prevalent teachings; and • our current economic choices (bolstered by our collective spiritual ignorance) perpetuate anymal industries that profit from untold misery and billions of premature deaths.
The warrior comes to knowledge fully prepared to die, and thus circumvents all possible pitfalls. Being prepared for the worst, the warrior cannot be surprised, because he is not expecting to live. Facing death, the warrior cuts out all unnecessary acts; therefore his fate unfolds smoothly.
Death is not the end of your time.
As the fresh air brought warm blood to my cheeks, I realised that I had lived through a kind of death. I was alive. I would continue to live. But time and my mother were gone, and my life would now be defined, not by their absence, but by their absolute and irrevocable loss.
And my death comes when every soul has loved each other at least once,' sang the universe.
If I had lived my life in the consciousness of this death, everything would have been different.
Death "Death doesn't just do people apart. It rips them apart. It shreds the one who's left behind, and even if you put those pieces together, you aren't the same person anymore. All your life, you are just stitching the gaping wounds that keep opening from one place or another.
The tragedy of death is not that it ends life so soon, but it shatters all our beliefs
and he said,"pink may color your heart, but blackness will cover your death.
Why do human beings cling with such strength to thoughts and opinions, as if they were what is eternal? Why can they die for them, when precisely these thoughts are lost with their death?
One's own duty, though devoid of merit, is preferable to the duty of another well performed. Even death in the performance of one's own duty brings blessedness; another's duty is fraught with fear. ( Chapter III, Shloka- 35)
One's own duty, though devoid of merit, is preferable to the duty of another well performed. Even death in the performance of one's own duty brings blessedness; another's duty is fraught with fear. (Chapter III, Shloka- 35)
Life and temporality are indispensably attached to the inevitability of death. Is ‘living’ a fight against inevitability?
Nothing exists in isolation without its counterpart; the opposite. Individuality cannot be expressed in consonance with the totality of freedom as ultimate freedom exists only in the inevitability of death and as for living, we all are bound to aspects of causality.
I’ve crossed that line we’re not supposed to cross. I died. And I’m still here. I cheated death. I took away God’s power.I killed God and I feel empty inside.
If the King might have blessed him, he would have lived as the 'Son of God'; since the King's Power cursed him to death, he raised as a Powerful God
To every living being, breath is essential. To the living God death must happen, because it is through death that God will meet His children in Heaven.
God is the only one who can raise a man from the dead because everything honours Him, even death.
It was a long walk back to civilisation. Death was just a stroll away.
The memory of my father speaks to me not of death, but of an undying, invincible spirit.
Death should leave you with hope not despair. One who despairs about death has no understanding of life.
The iron that makes our blood red was made in the final moments before a star died. For all of us, then, our very lifeblood began with a spectacular death in a solar system.
Silence does not define science in the issue of ageing and death. The absence of at least a solution sentence is in essence evidence of a serious deficiency.
I suspect that if the long term summit workers of the Mauna Kea Observatories (MKO) were studied, they would find elevated levels of mental and physical illness, disease and premature death that comes from keeping them in an abnormal state of mal-acclimatization.
My death was written in the day I born. Therefore I don’t afraid to die. When I have decided to fight for the justice, it means, I take my life in my hand. So, don't think that I will stop in fear of death.
and I pondered this curiously crazy life and the things I failed to grasp as a girl but thought I understood now as a softer, wiser woman I thought about life and death… I thought about tonight’s dinner menu too…
The crucified Jesus became an agony for me. No, this cannot be my god, I said to myself every time I looked at the crucifix in the chapel. I wanted a god who would show me how to live in this world. Live, and not give up and die a miserable death on a cross.
Always a frail mind,to Live,I must act this inevitable play of life:'The LIving Death',the deranging and perplexing scenes are in it! Ah!let me not exit the World's STAGE, in silence, leaving the Nature's serene music,my Muse and the Beauty of MANYImaginary dreams.
My death was written in the day I born.
Water can neither be created nor be destroyed but can be transfered from one form to another form similar is our birth and death
Life test our limits in crucial situations, how we stand even lost my wings in flight, fallen from apex height, encountered death closely but my love toward my motherland was intact
Life and death ceased to seem evil, and instead of despair i tasted the joy and happiness that death could not take away.TELL THEM I HAD A WONDERFUL LIFE.
Better is the death that impacts many than the life that does not influence any one.
Even the best lives end with death
Life is the enjoyment of delusion. Death is the zenith of disillusion.
The beauty of death is that everyone will get to face the truth then. We will be released then. There will be justice then. There will be forgiveness then. There will be love then. Until then...
A great snow is the calm death of struggle and the transformative birth of life.
One goal of the daily time of contemplation is to become aware of the essential in life, to become aware of that, which does not change upon death. If you can find that which is eternal in yourselves, suddenly your lives will have attained much significance and meaning.
Love and death are similar. In the end, both leave you breathless.
Knowledge Strategy Execution
Motivation is a byproduct of action, not the catalyst for it.
Control your thoughts or your thoughts will control you.
Today is a new day. Stop living in the past.
Focus on the step in front of you, not the whole staircase.
You attract what you are, not what you want. If you want great, then be great.
Your goals should scare you a little and excite you a lot.
