Death Quotes
Hell was invented to scare to death the unruly human mind and bring it to obedience.
Oh! Death! You are the savior of life.You are the shelter of life.You are the destination of life.You are the beginning and the end of life.You are the center of the circle of life.
Death is the defined destination at the end of our life where we transform and transcend ourselves for eternal life.
It is appointed for man to die once, Live life to the fullness.
A person gets built and stands for a few years and then nature’s demolition team comes in.
You know? Ain’t it ironic how we live our entire lives without the luxury of time, only to spend an eternity in death.
Teddy shuddered. The idea of the sublime little bird being plucked from the sky, of its exquisite song being interrupted in full flight, was horrible to him.
Death. It is a strange stalker, one that we spend our whole lives running from, some more successful than others.
One of the best parts of being a Guardian is that we get a chance to grow and change. We get to exist in both worlds. We know the secret of life and have the knowledge of death
If (or rather when) you move to death, you’ll learn its language through the educational process known as total immersion. (7)
Death does not mark the end of a chapter in a man’s life, but the end of a book of man, the beautiful conclusion to his yearnings.
I can't tell whether a revived man would appreciate his second chance or yearn for the stolen serenity.
Death could be waiting for him, but he wasn’t afraid. Whether it be sooner or later, he welcomed the inevitability with open arms.
To confront death, in any guise, is to identify with the victim and face what is unsettling and sobering
In the room full of individuals for whom I hold feelings of resentment about, Who might be the first I would converse with, when I am about to bite the dust?
A paradigm shift of viewing palliative care or hospice as a gift instead of seeing it as giving up has the potential to change the way we experience advanced age.
The world didn't end with a whimper or a bang. Your life finished in complete silence. Gone in a blink. And then there was nothing.
Even as we live with the knowledge that each day might be our last, we don’t want to believe it.
When I'd woken the next morning, I'd done so in a dislocated world of dimmed daylight and diluted colors, a sodden world, feeling like I was a castaway on an alien planet.
It behooves me to remember as I advance in age that death is an inevitable part of the life cycle rather than a medical failure.
Be assured that any hurt to your spirit will pass in time. It is the nature of Death to take, but the nature of Life to give.
Death is permanent. There’s no coming back if you get off the ferryman’s boat.
The tragedy of life is not death, but fearing to live, allowing parts of us to wilt and die instead of flower and rejoice.
Tis only when faced with our own mortality that we truly realize what it means to be alive,
Obviously the raven with the unquenchable itch was at it again, playing tricks on the world and its creatures. Once by air, he thought, and now by water.
Verily, there is no dishonor in death at the hands of a far superior enemy.
As young one we learned life is a opportunity and when we grow older we learned something more precious death is a gift
While death is sadly inevitable, our grief will soon pass like a swallowed penny through one’s bowels.Painful change just takes time.
He’d seen a lot of bizarre items left at gravesides, like a carton of eggs, a pair of reading glasses, a bag of licorice, smooth stones, a spoon.
The stony silence of death, trapped by the original gravity of our sins, and the perpetuity of a long, leisurely yawn, a world where blood and bone no longer matter.
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.
They say that when a man is going to drown, when he finally gives up the struggle - it's sort of blissful, for a moment. And then he drowns.
I'd love to live forever except the person that made this game board has a tendency to occasionally knock some pieces off
Everyone's dying, Milcah. Some people are just dying sooner than others.
The scariest thing about death is not dying, it's the uncertainty of what happens after
And a funeral, I found out, is like a wedding in reverse, with less time to plan.
Two weeks. Everything you love, own, and cherish, can be gone, liquidated, and lost forever in two weeks. Give or take a day.
This world rubs me raw, scours me smooth like an SOS pad put to a grease-caked skillet. And pain: it stabs and scrapes and pulls me back to earth, my final B&B, that worm-spun cot of cool black sod.