Life Death Quotes
Our dead become the photographs and words we hang on the walls, but they also hang on the walls of our hearts, the windows of our lips, and the sobs in our voices.
From cradle to grave, Talal sprinted through life.I never did see a life extinguished so abruptly.
It's as though you had lost an arm or leg but still instinctively reach out to feel your missing limb or try to walk again, placing your entire weight on something that is no longer is there.
The beauty of the sea is that it never shows any weakness and never tires of the countless souls that unleash their broken voices into its secret depths.
I guess it's the same way trees grow around the very vines that are killing them, so they're strangled and sustained all at once. After a long time, even pain can be a comfort.
Sometimes it's the memories we should have had that are most painful.
Never take the goals and aspirations along with your corpse. Rather execute... they doth entertain and enthrall the world around you!
It doesn’t upset me to think about dying. What upsets me is the idea of John being alone after his spell passes. The idea of one of us without the other. (p.127)
Marryin' is the one thing people seem to get worse at the more they do it. Well, that and bein' alive.
The love song I wrote that day... I got embarrassed and never sang it for her.Oh yeah... I'll sing it to her when I go home.I'll go home.I'll hurry home.
Time Can Not Cure Heart's Wounds Never, But Wounds Spoil and Kill Heart On The Time
Life starts when you live for someones other than you, and ends when you stop living in others’ hearts! Birth & death are simply incidental.
She was now drowning in that pool of desires without having any idea about the depth of it.
These stories always take us to some far away places which we can never visit in real life.
You'll never be as OK with the thought of dying as you are in the moments when you know that you are truly living
Life always squashes death. Love always soothes sadness.
If you want you can die any way you want, but no matter how much you try you cannot live the way you want.
ilet myselfknowthat my lifedoesn'thave to be overjust becausetheirs are& i wentahead& paintedthe sunback into my sky.I am allowed to live my life.
I'm sick of the images trapped in my headI'm sick of being preoccupied with the dead
PartingOne is strong, a child now grownThe other weak, a parent aged-The strong once feebleThe weak once mighty-Time, the infinityhas marked them...
Some of us will be long forgotten before we are even dead. Most will never be remembered at all, not even by family.
Get away from my house and all its rooms that echo, all the rooms I don't enter anymore.
Our Thoughts have life of its own: Their Birth, Influence and Death happens at our Mind level
Time throws you out of its dimensionless planar like a boomerang. It unites with you again in death.
I’m not sure. But – unless I’m struggling with the darkness within – I like to sustain the illusion that death is actually much further from me than it really is.
Truth begets knowledge and knowledge begets power.
Quit lying to yourself and accept your power and beauty. Liberate yourself from the slow-death you call life.
Don't judge me by my appearance, by my looks, My Soul has a beautiful decorated Grave
when i open eyes in the morning, it's just like GOD Sprinkle salt on my wounds
The only reason i Fall in love with cigarette.each one take 2 minutes of my life and i love this.
I got desire to be alive when i got believe in your embrace i will die.Believe had Broken and desire Lost
The world is full of holes and uneven seams, wrinkled places that you can’t make smooth, no matter how hard you try.
... "The world is afflicted with death and decay, therefore the wise do not grieve, knowing the terms of the world, " says an old Buddhist teaching. In other words: Get used to it.
Because in the end, we die. It’s like Chekhov observed in so many of his plays: ‘in two hundred years, no one will even know we were here.
The Epistle of our being is written with letters full of blood drained from the love of God's Word.
If you worry yourself to death over the struggle, you will never experience the good life.
Don’t worry if you don’t accomplish everything in this life. Fortunately, death overcomes every thing—even the very thing that tried to kill us.
Angry at him for leaving without a word, angry at myself for being so easy to leave and for not being enough to make him want to stick around.
Who knows if you’re alive anymore, but better yet, who knows if I’m even alive anymore?
