Death Quotes

Loss taught me the priceless value of friends. I would have lost it but for my friends.

Loss taught me. It taught me that I won’t have people around me forever. The good I need to do to someone today, I may not have the opportunity to do tomorrow.

Loss taught me. Loss taught me that death comes to both the old and the young.

Heartbreak, death and loss were shared between us, but renewal, commitment and strength as well.

It was a tragic end to a heroic life.

If you love your dad, it’s tough when he dies. If you don’t like your dad, it’s tough when he dies. Because you lose that guy. Whatever you didn’t get, you miss. And what you did get, you miss.

No, I am not all right, I want to say. Have you been to my house? Have you seen how empty it is?

Lost. The therapist made it sound as if the person could be found. As if death wasn’t final and irrevocable.

Somehow, grief had seemed easier to bear when the skies were dark and a cold wind kept cats and prey inside their nests.

... he wasn't crying for the woman who had died. He was crying for the woman she had been.

The breeze around them seemed to drop – dead – like a door to the best things had just closed.

He couldn’t count them all. Nobody taught him how to count past ten. Such losses were beyond his comprehension.

So, how can I try to be someone I didn't really even know?

None of us will truly have freedom until we know what it means to lose everything" - Laney

Life luscious wet life bereft of death, loss of empty shell minus absent of nothing exploding star cell amoeba sweet algae oxygen, hydrogen flowering in the vacuum ofspace and magnetic motion.

Here, falling in love can be an event, a proclamation without acknowledging that everyone you love could die an awful death, that loving someone is an acceptance of impending loss.

No mark survives this place: you too will yieldto unmemory.

Loss is merely a tool for evaluation, organization, determination and actualization towards being the best you that you can possibly be.

You lose a child and you do understand each other's grief at first, but if you get out of step with each other, it's all over. Suddenly each of you is alone.

The disappearance of the presence of beauty is the most despairing of events on this time-wheel of ours that rolls onward towards death.

Fear manifested itself as a physical presence that seemed to dominate the public sphere. Time almost stopped. Even without confirmation I could sense that something had gone terribly wrong.

What I would give right now, to feel nothing.

Though his death would not fill me with any sense of sadness, I would probably feel the loss. Even enemies are part of one.

I put her burnt bones into my mouth and swallowed them whole.

The fear of losing someone you love can turn people inside out.

I miss you with the very edge of my skin.It winces in absence, a giant muscle contracting.

No. Not a death wish. Just very little left to lose.

I miss your face. That big bright smile. You always had it, in any weather. It's hard for me to find one these days. These cold November days. Except when I think of you.

The sudden loss of her father was like living with a wound that would never heal, yet her memories of him were fading more and more every day.

The more one loves, the heavier the meaning of death becomes, and the deeper the sense of loss.

He passed through her with his soul caressing hers goodbye. And in that final hour he was with her one last time.

Death is only final when you know you're not going to see them again!

It was the word 'late' that did it. Such a stupid word to use of the dead, implying that they would be with us today if they hadn't happened to be delayed in traffic somewhere...

Wait.” Stefan’s voice was hard suddenly. Bonnie and Elena turned back and froze, embracing each other, trembling. “What is your—your father—going to do to you when he finds out that you allowed th

Violent death erase[s] more than the semblance of life.

And his good wife will tear her cheeks in grief, his sons are orphans and he, soaking the soil red with his own blood, he rots away himself—more birds than women flocking round his body!

LOVE IS LIKE A DESIGNER FASHION, ENJOY IT WHEN YOU HAVE IT. LET IT GO WHEN IT IS GONE BECAUSE A NEW ONE WILL COME.

Grief helps us to relinquish the illusion that the past could be different from what it was.

I ... am left with the lingering feeling that the places we go in our minds to find comfort have little to do with where our bodies go.

Most people are ennobled by the actual presence of death. But how long do you suppose this nobility will last in him?

I look up, and Jackson's eyes find mine. For a second, it almost feels like we're about to race into the hole to join you. Being buried alive has got to be better than whatever comes next.

When people die, ' she said softly, 'It doesn't necessarily mean you're ready to give them up.

It's a small thing, a life.

We are generally not programmed to imagine death, to handle death, to absorb grief, at least not in the immediacy of things, definitely not when the ‘thing’ has happened to another person.

Sweetheart, I’m telling you, you love someone like that, you love them the right way, and no time would be enough. Doesn’t matter if you had thirty years, ” she tells me. “It wouldn’t be enough.

Mourning leads not to resurrection.

The mightiest power of death is not that it can make people die, but that it can make people left behind want to stop living, she thinks, without remembering where she heard that.

Those who do not care, escape the anguish of mourning but never know the delights of love. The meaning of life forever eludes them.

You will live in me always. Your words, your heart, your soul are all part of me. My heart is full of your memories. Thank you for the gift of your life. I will never forget you.

...It is a sad truth in life that when someone has lost a loved one, friends sometimes avoid the person, just when the presence of friends is most needed.