Death Quotes
We thought we were invincible and Dominic proved us all wrong, ” - Jesse Carlisle
The poker fell from my trembling hands as my entire body shook with reaction. I fell to my knees, pressed my hands to my face and began to sob. What had I done?
Because they died, we know we still live. Because a star explodes and a thousand worlds like ours die, we know this world is. That is the smile: that what might not be, is.
When I die, I would love to die smiling. If however I forget this, I hope I have someone there to make me smile.
All beings tremble before danger, all fear death. When a man considers this, he does not kill or cause to kill.
Intruding upon a dimension rightfully ours, modern medicine robs us of the dignity of what people in the past regarded as most precious: that final moment of death.
So I do fear death in the sense that I find the prospect of dying pretty scary. But I no longer fear that I will one day be annihilated and cease to exist.
Pain and betrayal and then nothingness. That's the death and she's almost welcoming it.
It was a star, " Mrs. Whatsit said sadly. "A star giving up its life in battle with the Thing. It won, oh, yes, my children, it won. But it lost its life in the winning.
I have seen beyond the bounds of infinity and drawn down daemons from the stars. . . . I have harnessed the shadows that stride from world to world to sow death and madness. . . .
To what purpose should I trouble myself in searching out the secrets of the stars, having death or slavery continually before my eyes?
Life is just there, to be made the best of, until it isn't. And that's all right, too.
Life demands death. Life demands death to ego – A state when we only think and care about ourselves.
These children had never looked death in the face and then chosen to live anyway.
When we die, we go into the arms of those who remember us.
This island is a hard place to survive and I fear that it has made everything resistant to the cruel hand of death.
We were all survivors—every last one of us who limped our way out to the sidewalks that afternoon and spit in Death’s cold face.
No matter what the reason, the ways I tried to justify the situation, the second-guessing that lingered, nothing could change the fact that people stopped existing because of me.
Survival was more than the preservation of life. It was tenacity in the face of ruin, an unbroken resolve in the midst of defeat, a glimmer of hope in the maelstrom, and peace despite the wreckage.
He would have died soon, but more painfully. Anyway, it was Urban Bloodshed Limitation. First rule: limit bloodshed by making sure that none of your own gets spilled.
Survival is running from death.Our whole life is running from death, but we all just meet it while we are running from it! what a failure is this try!
For me, concept of death works as a liberator from anxiety -- no matter whatever is happening, its all going to end when we die.
Death - Is only when the spirit evolves to a higher state that the body becomes old technology.
I can't let the killing go on. No more death, not because of me. This is the only way. You and I both know it. Eio.
I could die a million times if my death would be the reason our love would live forever.
So I take my lover, my king, and I put him in a pedestal and I cut him down. A man, like the ones who ruined the world.
The Victorians lost a few workers in everything they built, rather like a votive offering.
Life’s just a sacrifice, a ransomWe pay to Death for Love to save, Which turns to be as great as handsomeTo get a blessing from the grave.
Being smart takes patience. Being wise takes pain. Being apathetic takes practice. Being in love takes everything...away.
Lastly he looked at the face so caved and drawn among the folds of funeral cloth, the yellowed moustache, the eyelids paper thin. That was not sleeping. That was not sleeping.
Night gets its own way in the end. The torches go out, the fire burns down to its internal organs, and the hall is charcoal and darkness.His mind shrinks as the heat dies, a ticking ember.