Life Death Quotes

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.

It was a tragic end to a heroic life.

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.

It may be difficult, but thru sorrow, it’s important to find happiness in our memories and be very thankful to have them!

We don't get to choose the things that happen to us in life. What we can choose is how to react to them, how we deal with them, and how we move on.

The death of loved ones often awakens the death inside of us.

If the breath of life is taken, man turn to dust.

Come here, let me share a bit of wisdom with you.Have you given much thought to our mortal condition?Probably not. Why would you? Well, l

Sometimes I think my scars are beautiful, but then I remember not everyone shares the same love of art.

There are some moments in life we all have to face, even though we don't want to.

Death is the greatest goal of anyone. It is something no other living human can achieve

At the end, a journey based on my imagination will leave me imagining that I should have engaged the very thing I used my imagination to avoid.

What I wanted to express very clearly and intensely was that the reason these people had to invent or imagine heroes and gods is pure fear. Fear of life and fear of death.

If the nature of her foes would speak to the credit of Bridget's death, then surely the nature of her allies would speak even more loudly about clearly of her life.

Downfall, failure and death cannot be far from any man who made counterfeit friends his ally and support.

Don't risk your life for those that doesn't love your life, lest you end up in regrets if not death.

... as we travel again between life and death, Waking and dream, blinking, while layers within layers, None better, none worse, unravel and knit up before us . . .

How did I picture the life after the grave? I fairly bawled out at him: "A life in which I can remember this life on earth. That's all I want of it.

But the lost one is with you.Her tenderness strengthens you, Her gaiety uplifts you, Her honor purifies you.More than memory, The lost one is found.

Life is a memory, then it is nothing. All law is writ in a seed.

There's a thine line between being a hero and being a memory.

Though you forget the way to the Temple, There is one who remembers the way to your door: Life you may evade, but Death you shall not. You shall not deny the Stranger.

So these things happen, deep in our lives. We do not speak of them. We hide them even from ourselves, but they do not leave us.

Life is too short not to look beyond it.

The fear of Mortality is the base of Immortality

You haven't lived a full life until you have been in a very tough situation when you thought you were going to die. War does that to you.

If the rich could hire other people to die for them, the poor could make a wonderful living.

One dead and one alone. That's how the story ends.

The life is cruel death to me without you.

You are a dust with beautiful spirit.

I heard death had a name, but I forgot what it was.

Death is a departure.

There is nothing to lose in this life.

The Creator determines entrance and exit of every soul.

We live as if life will never end.

The graveyard is every man final resting place.

Life demands death to self

What distresses us is not loosing life, but losing what gives it meaning.

I am sustained by the certainty that life has meaning. As does death.

Your life is not a countdown to your death, but a stepping stone for the lives that will live after you. Squander today, and you will find yourself useless tomorrow.

What's the use in prolonging life if you don't do anything with it?

All I know of heaven and all I know of death is in this park: an elegant universe in ceaseless motion, teeming with ruined ruins and screaming children.

By living exclusively for the present, we let ourselves be hemmed in by an ocean of death. Conversely, by reviving the past, we enlarge our living space.

A past will never die. It's always there and always present as long as your living breathing and able to remember.

Past beings interact with present ones because life and death are a continuum and expiration entails no loss of vital essence.

He was a phoenix of blood, rising from the ashes of those who had fallen and suffered before him.

Why the Romans, Father?" I asked him one afternoon. "Because, my child, they teach us how to bear suffering in a world of injustice where all faith is dead, " he answered.

The saddest sorrow is to desire death while you have life.

To a materialist life is nothing but a complex self-sustaining pattern, easily disrupted and gone when destroyed.

Only the virtuous can count on life, the pursuer of evil can only ever count on death.