Death Quotes

I told her that the pills will let her slip off and that when a person dies there comes a long clean sleep.” “That’s all, ” Alexandria whispers, echoing after her, “a long clean sleep.

Sleep is a shallow death we practice every night.

For me, sleep equaled death. How was closing your eyes and losing consciousness any different from death? What separated temporary loss of consciousness from permanent obliteration?

For some it is harder to wake up to the truth of life than it is to fall into the sleep of death

Stupid. Why do people want to pretendthat death is sleep? It isn’t. It isn’t

He tried to think of death as he had done now and then, but that tired him and he dozed off. When he awoke an hour later, he felt fresh and calm as though he had slept for days.

Death's brother, sleep.

In that nanosecond of enlightenment I knew that the human spirit survives the death of the physical body and I understood that my wandering soul needed to get back into its earthly habitat.

Forms come and go. You, the quantum non-entity behind your human identity, comes nor goes.

Our life contains a thousand springs, And dies if one be gone.Strange that a harp of thousand stringsShould keep in tune so long.

It struck Mort with sudden, terrible poignancy that Death must be the loneliest creature in the universe. In the great party of Creation, he was always in the kitchen.

This is the man who will be my grandfather—the man who will be the man who was my grandfather. The tenses slur and slide under the pressure of collapsed time.

By the time it was over, we knew the dead were the lucky ones.

I gaze at his pale skin as this energy hits me. My jaw is clamped tight as my eyes squeeze out the pain. I’ve felt this before. It’s like he’s telling me to let him go.

As for him "feeling dead", that's probably just a consequence of him being gone from your life for so long. In some sense he no longer feels real to you.

The condemned man’s voice is laced with dark promise as he continues. “Remember Father, evil is simply ‘live’ spelt backwards." Hellbound

People say that your life flashes before your eyes before you die, but they’re wrong. It’s not your life that passes before you, it’s the regrets that do.

The lights flickered, the pain went away, and her mother was holding her, singing ‘Sleep sweet sleep’. (The Children of Ankh series) Kim Cormack

A little politeness might smooth the way ahead. Knowing it was his turn to be dispatched, the best he could hope for was as swift a death as the one Massetti had so thanklessly received.

The end is always the same. That's why what we do does matter. Good or bad, we die. If we bring some light and prosperity into the world, isn't that better than there being less light?

Sending everything they touch to the grave is what they do, but they don't see it as a grave mistake, yet.

Mistakes and regret, desease and death...ain't recognized by mind that capable on changing them into otherwise.

Before an empty tomb, we will come to know that Christ our Lord has burst the bands of death and stands forever triumphant over the grave.

His rising from death on the third day crowned the Atonement. Again, in some way incomprehensible to us, the effects of his resurrection pass upon all men so that all shall rise from the grave.

She was my friend. Briefly, she was my lover. She was braver than I ever would have been in the moment of death. And I bet she was a hell of a shooting star.

Lucifer wasn't sure what to say. He'd survived six thousand years in Hell, but the past sixty without her were the most torturous of his existence.

Nothing dies in Hell.

Somebody who is Christ's must love Christ, and when he loves Christ he is delivered from the Devil, from hell and from death.

If there's a place for me in Hell I hope it's next to someone like you

How terrible, " said Eragon, "to die alone, separate even from the one who is closest to

You weren’t alone, ” he says, making sure I hear every word. “And you weren’t floating.”“How do you know?” I ask.“Because I was carrying you.

The power of faith is the fear of the unknown. The power of love is the fear of dying alone.

Death takes in many people, but still lives alone.

We knit alone our life, before seeing by it our shroud. (Nous tricotons notre vie seule, Avant d'y voir notre linceul)

Only the survivors of a death are truly left alone.

I was dying. And I had never been enough for anything.

In a time like that, the past meets you wherever you turn. The days do not use their own hours and minutes, they find ones you have lived through with the person you are missing.

Enough regret can crush any man, living or dead.

Has there always been someone like me to bury the bodies, to have regrets, to carry on after everyone else was dead?

I don't fear death, I fear I haven't done enough before it happens

Death and madness are his only mistresses.

Fear and hopelessness washed over her. She was looking her own mortality in the face, and it was a horrifying thing to do.

This is not a white and black business we are in. There are messy shades of crimson haunting us in everything we do.

No, not me....no.........because I've already ended, and been given a new life, one that never ends

Sometimes it isn't fighting that's brave, it's facing the death you know is coming.

They’re so brave, " she said. "They’re all dead." "Only a coward would think of that, " she said scornfully.

I had long believed adversity was the greatest teacher, but I learnt that nothing teaches you more about life than death.

Sufism, in one definition, "is" human life.

Sufism is experiential

As life runs on, the road grows strange With faces new, and near the end The milestones into headstones change, ’Neath every one a friend.