Death Quotes

So you find yourself surrounded by death and horror in the world, and you escape it into lust. But lust has no duration; it leaves you again in the desert.

Sam: You know what I wish? Cassel: What? Sam: That someone would covert my bed into a robot that would fight other bed robots to the death for me.

The god of war is impartial: he hands out death to the man who hands out death.

Life and death are balanced as it were on the edge of a razor

Pale death, with impartial step, knocks at the hut of the poor and the towers of kings. [Lat., Pallida mors aequo pulsat pede pauperum tabernas Regumque turres.]

I've had death threats, but I've never been fearful for my life. Although I have traveled with security since the '60s.

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

Is there any meaning in my life that the inevitable death awaiting me does not destory?

As for me, my charter is Jesus Christ, the inviolable charter is His cross and His death and resurrection, and faith through Him.

I think it is impossible for human minds to think of Death as a final, irrevocable end to life.

Kill us today or you'll have to kill us tomorrow.

This world is nothing. An illusion. Death is the release.

Embodied courage chooses not to wait until illness or notice of death demands attention.

Being pigeonholed is the death of all actors.

Yes, we get death threats every week... from the Muslims.

Technical civilization has made a great error in not suppressing death, the only human reality still intact

No matter what heights you achieve, even if you're Brad Pitt, the slide is coming, sure as death and taxes.

What are clouds, but an excuse for the sky? What is life, but an escape from death?

My experience has been that people who die for causes have few friends in death.

If God hath made this world so fair, Where sin and death abound, How beautiful beyond compare Will paradise be found!

Ah, in this world, where every guiding thread Ends suddenly in the one sure centre, death, The visionary hand of Might-have-been Alone can fill Desire's cup to the brim!

If we practice stepping into the unknown, moment by moment, hour by hour, millions of times, then death is just the next step into the unknown. It loses its terror.

Even death itself sometimes fails to bring the dignity and serenity which one would fain associate with old age.

Death is a dramatic accomplishment of absence; language may be almost as effective.

The unavoidable kiss, where the minty fresh death breath is sure to outlast his catastrophe.

He who pretends to look on death without fear lies. All men are afraid of dying, this is the great law of sentient beings, without which the entire human species would soon be destroyed.

He is always becoming, and if it were not for the contingency of death, he would never end.

Life was a pre-death experience.

Death is an absolute mystery. We are all vulnerable to it, it's what makes life interesting and suspenseful.

The seeds of death get lost in the mess that God made us.

Death comes at you no matter what you do in this life, and to equate drugs with death is a facile comparison.

The death rate among Marines in Iraq has been more than double that of the other services.

I've been dreaming of mirrors. Millions of mirrors, reflecting people to death.

Since we're coming into a rebirth, and there's a consciousness of health, because the disease that is death, we are able to overcome that.

I learned early to keep death in my line of sight, keep it under surveillance, keep it on cleared ground and away from any brush where it might coil unnoticed.

Any form of complacency is the kiss of death for any professional.

My husband wanted to be cremated. I told him I'd scatter his ashes at Neiman Marcus - that way, I'd visit him every day.

Death should be a celebration. Like a birthday. I want to go up like a rocket when my time comes, and fall down in a cloud of stars, and hear everyone go: ahh!

Death is Nature's expert advice to get plenty of Life.

My fears are agitated to an extreme degree and the dread of death involves me in a stupor of chilling indisposition.

And what is so intricate, so entangling as death? Who ever got out of a winding sheet?

Death ends our woes, and the kind grave shuts up the mournful scene.

Like pilgrims to th' appointed place we tend; The World's an Inn, and Death the journey's end.

Love! Beyond measure — beyond death — it nearly kills. But one wouldn't have been without it.

They couldn't bear the idea of death being a big black nothing.

We're going to get gored to death by a feral fugging hog and your best strategy is to pretend it's a grizzly bear?

There will come a time, when all of us are dead. All of us. There will come a time when there are no human beings remaining to remember that anyone ever existed or that our species ever did anything.

Let the world slide, let the world go; A fig for care, and a fig for woe! If I can't pay, why I can owe, And death makes equal the high and low.

When everything else failed, we can still become immortal by making an enormous blunder.

Death Grinn'd horrible a ghastly smile, to hear His famine should be fill'd.