Death Quotes

Time and tide, he thought. The cycle of life. Ending in this, the last twilight. Before the silence ...

but as he plodded along a vague and almost hallucinatory pall hazed over his mind; he found himself ...

Everything is true,' he said. 'Everything anybody has ever thought.''Will you be all right?''I'll be...

The bird is gone, and in what meadow does it now sing?

Grief reunites you with what you've lost. It's a merging; you go with the loved thing or person that...

What if he could see this, his own skull, yellow and eroded? Two centuries old. Would he still speak...

Caught in the center of a soundless fieldWhile hot inexplicable hours go byWhat trap is this? Where ...

Time has transfigured them intoUntruth. The stone fidelityThey hardly meant has come to beTheir fina...

Most things may never happen: this one will.

I'm terrified of the thought of time passing (or whatever is meant by that phrase) whether I 'do' an...

he [Llewelyn Powys] has always in mind the great touchstone Death & consequently life is always judg...

One of the quainter quirks of life is that we shall never know who dies on the same day as we do our...

I seem to walk on a transparent surface and see beneath me all the bones and wrecks and tentacles th...

What will survive of us is love.

life is first boredom, then fear.whether or not we use it, it goes,and leaves what something hidden ...

she delighted in being of the same substance as them, and in knowing that when she died her flesh wo...

This is what’ll happen,” she said, “and it’s true, perfectly true. When you go out of here, all the ...

When we were alive, they told us that when we died we'd go to heaven. And they said that heaven was ...

Occasionally they would hear a harsh croak or a splash as some amphibian was disturbed, but the only...

All good things pass away.

You are so young, Lyra, too young to understand this, but I shall tell you anyway and you'll underst...

Tirelessly they flew on and on, and tirelessly she kept pace. She felt a fierce joy possessing her, ...

Her last conscious thought was disgust at life; her senses had lied to her. The world was not made o...

This kindly unjudging judgment of the Swede could well have been a new development in Jerry, compass...

Life is just a short period of time in which you are alive.

That can happen when people die, the argument with them drops away and people so flawed while they w...

For to fear death, my friends, is only to think ourselves wise without really being wise, for it is ...

If there be light, then there is darkness; if cold, heat; if height, depth; if solid, fluid; if hard...

Not all moral issues have the same moral weight as abortion and euthanasia. There may be legitimate ...

Even today we raise our hand against our brother... We have perfected our weapons, our conscience ha...

Humanity should question itself, once more, about the absurd and always unfair phenomenon of war, on...

It is man who kills, man who creates or suffers injustice; it is no longer man who, having lost all ...

...a third [of three] had died in his bunk of natural causes--for a dagger in the heart quite natura...

Everyone dies. It is how one lives that matters.

Farewell is said by the living, in life, every day. It is said with love and friendship, with the af...

Do people look the same when they go to heaven, mommy?""I don't know. I don't think so.""Then how do...

This was a normal town once, and we were normal people. Most of us worked at the plastics factory on...

Can you imagine how lonely she must have felt when she received that phone call? Your lover has just...

You looked inhuman when you were dying, Doc, your eyes glistened like dimming stars, you were wastin...

When at last we have to die it will be time enough to get cold.While we are on fire let us seethe an...

Death is our friend, precisely because it brings us into absolute and passionate presence with all t...

Angels often do now know whether they walk among the dead or living.

And when suddenlythe god stopped her and, with anguish in his cry,uttered the words: ‘He has turned ...

The free animalhas its dying always behind itand God in front of it, and its wayis the eternal way, ...

Who shows a child, just as they are? Who sets itin its constellation, and gives the measureof distan...

It wasn't his, it wasn't my fault,we both had nothing except patience,but Death has none. I saw him ...

Who is there today who still cares about a well-finished death? No one. Even the rich, who could aft...

Of all the ways to lose a person, death is the kindest.

The South-wind bringsLife, sunshine and desire,And on every mount and meadowBreathes aromatic fire;B...

The question is whether suicide is the way out or the way in.

Please don't die.

From this outer edge of his life, looking back, there was only one remorse, and that was only that h...

Writing keeps death at bay. Every book I write is a triumph over death. ... If we did not know we’d ...

How talented was death. How many expressions and manipulations of hand, face, body, no two alike. Th...

Please, please, help me grow to be like them, the ones'll soon be here, who never grow old, can't di...

He was in Guanajuato, Mexico, he was a writer, and tonight was the Day of the Dead ceremony. He was ...

Everyone must leave something behind when he dies, my grandfather said. A child or a book or a paint...

Death loves death, not life. Dying people love to know that others die with them; it is a comfort to...

I’m the thing you most desire, you represent the thing I least desire, death. It’s just the opposite...

Once you kill all of us, and you're alone, you'll die! The hate will die. That hate is what moves yo...

And in the years when your shadow leaned clear across the land as you lay abed nights with your hear...

And when he died, I suddenly realized I wasn't crying for him at all, but for the things he did. I c...

Everyone must leave something behind when he dies . . . Something your hand touched some way so your...

Every time you take a step, even when you don't want to. . . . When it hurts, when it means you rub ...

Sunsets are loved because they vanish.Flowers are loved because they go.The dogs of the field and th...

She knew a thing she should have known all along: that dead people are like wax memory-you take them...

Everything that happens before Death is what counts.

Death doesn't exist. It never did, it never will. But we've drawn so many pictures of it, so many ye...

The father hesitated only a moment. He felt the vague pain in his chest. If I run, he thought, what ...

When you reach the stars, boy, yes, and live there forever, all the fears will go, and Death himself...

I've always figured it that you die each day and each day is a box, you see, all numbered and neat; ...

How talented was death. How many expressions and manipulations of hand, face, body, no two alike.

People die every day, psychologically speaking. Some part of them gets tired. And that small part tr...

I take this continent with me into the grave.

Take death for example. A great deal of our effort goes into avoiding it. We make extraordinary effo...

Neither of the two people in the room paid any attention to the way I came in, although only one of ...

Time makes everything mean and shabby and wrinkled. The tragedy of life, Howard, is not that the bea...

Facing death calmly is praiseworthy only if one faces it alone. Death together is no longer death, e...

What distresses us is not loosing life, but losing what gives it meaning.

Remember where you came from, where you’re going, and why you created the mess you got yourself into...

Having made the decision to love, had I chosen life instead of death?

[W]hen the pleasure is at the sweetest, death is the nearest (461)[.]

The sweetest poison doth often bring the surest death (645).

[T]here is no greater strengthener of sin, and destroyer of the soul, than Scripture misapplied (317...

Thou art standing all this while at the door of eternity, and death is waiting to open the door, and...

If your hope dieth, your duties die, your endeavors die, your joys die, and your souls die. And if y...

What interest hath this empty world in me? and what is there in it that may seem so lovely, as to en...

100: Live This Day as if It Were Your Last.

100: Live This Day as if It Were Your Last.

Cause if you shoot a bullet someone dies. If you drop a bomb many die. You hit a woman, love dies. B...

When I am dying, I should like my life taken out under general anaesthetic, exactly as if it were a ...

We are going to die, and that makes us the lucky ones. Most people are never going to die because th...

We do not, after all, deal in truths, only potentialities. Too much truth can be worse than death, a...

I can't see the logic in medicating a grieving person like there was something wrong with her, and y...

Because there was only one thing worse than dying. And that was knowing you were going to die. And w...

There seemed no answer. He wasn't resigned to anything, he hadn't accepted or adjusted to the life h...

Again he shook his head. The world's gone mad, he thought. The dead walk about and I think nothing o...

It was a high ceilinged room with tall, large-panes windows. Apart from the doorway was the desk whe...

Shall I kill her now? Shall I not even investigate, but kill her and burn her?His throat moved. Such...

Now when I die, I shall only be dead.