Death Quotes
Live joyfully this life. Once gone, who knows if we ever get it back. Atheists think we do not. Mystics say you will. Either way, chill.
Till the time Mother Nature takes away what she had bestowed upon us for free - this wonderful gift, of life. Value it, while you have it.
After you die, a rare friend or family member may carry your memory throughout life. Most will forget you. As if you were never here.
There was no plan for us. We are a misspelling being erased by Death in order for the story of total chaos to continue.
If you lived a good life, you either lived to save or died to save… that which must be saved and kept. Your life would never be meaningless. Not even for a moment.
It's weird, all you think about when you're young is gaining your independence, but when those final hours come, people want to go home.
Life and death issues are a universal concern. A person can learn about life by investigating the psychological and social aspects related to dying.
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.
We pass through Time from birth in order to have from where to come, together with death.
Do I wither up and disappear, or do I make the best of my time left?.. He would not wither. He would not be ashamed of dying.
There are too many years around this table, too much time confined in one place.
Everyone on earth is afraid of losing his/her life, and only a few are afraid of losing their time.
You were born for more than just living in mediocrity and dying after your time here evaporates.
It doesn’t matter how long you live on planet earth, if by the time your whole life has evaporated, you have not solved the problems you were created to solve, then you wasted your life.
Since your life evaporates quickly, it is wisdom to learn how to number your days. Not just to number your days but to make each passing day productive.
Time and tide, he thought. The cycle of life. Ending in this, the last twilight. Before the silence of death. He perceived in this a micro-universe, complete.
You can read merely to pass the time, or you can read with an overt urgency, but eventually you will read against the clock.
What? Why are you making the glee nose? The death of my world is funny? The final vengeance of my people? I will kill you.
I had no idea how to respond, and opted for a smile, which serves me well on most occasions (not if it's something to do with death or illness, though -- I know that now.)
As a general rule, if anyone ever asks you to put stockings on a ninety-year old deceased Romanian woman with oedema, your answer should be no.
The mystical non-sense of afterlife indeed gives solace to the mind in times of weakness, but why should the mind let its weakness be the fuel for primitiveness in the first place!
Science is great for us. But for someone who see the human evaluation for more than one million years, science is a just a one instant and younger than a baby.
The music echoes in the emptiness. It reminds us where we came from and where we’re bound.
Religion is a theory about everything that needs to be proved only after death those who prove or disprove it never come back to us to tell the story
I believe only in one God, creator of everything that exists, visible and invisible, good and evil. I believe that he will ultimately save every soul and give it eternal life.
Each stage of your lifeis like petals of a flower... unfolding and opening until it comes to full bloom...You will blossom and then you die...But know that this is not your ending.
Grandfather : Death is nothing to be afraid of.Renee : It's not death I'm afraid of.Grandfather: What is it,
Death, everyone fears it in one way or another but when I stood in front of it myself, face to face, I felt no fear.
Fear of dying brings humans the greatest pain. Death is implicit in every form of joy. Of course, it also brings the end of pain.
Some of the worst places I've ever lived in were fear, pain, and shame. The cost of living was so high, your only choice was a slow death.
His is the same fear most everyone has, everyone for me for the fact that I cannot.
What lies before us? Horrible thoughts arise in my heart. If we had died before today we should have been happy.
The Sunday school trip: While us girls were alone, a nasty piece of work called Louise, aged about eleven, decided that it would be a ‘fun’ idea to hang someone over the cliff ... me!
He leaned towards me, and I did what any reasonable person would do when facing imminent death by being eaten alive. I screamed.
Fear of death is merely the projection into the future of a fear which dates back to our first moment of life.
