To The Death Quotes

There are only two things worse then an empty canvas: death and taxes.

Death is the force that will create your new life. It is a mechanism of transformation. Welcome it.

…She kissed me on my thin lips and all my words were pushed back into my mouth. “I don’t want to die, ” she whispered, “but I need to lose the shackles of this multitude of hearts.

The sharp knife of a short life, wellI've had, just enough time.

That's it then. This is how it ends. I haven't even read Proust.

We can't be sad for her, " she murmured. "Only for ourselves at having to say good-bye.

Of all the ways I had imagined my death, getting beaten by my zombified mentor while trapped by a cannibalistic window handle wasn’t one of them

You are going to end up as one of those sad old men who poke around in rubbish bins.”“I’m going to end up in a hole in the ground... And so are you. So are we all.

WHAT FOR IS THIS BOX PADDED? IS IT TO BE SAT ON? CAN IT BE THAT IT IS CAT-FLAVOURED?

Just know I amNot there to catch youBut I am there for you

Death is not the end death can never be the end. Death is the road. Life is the traveller. The Soul is the Guide

And here face down beneath the sunAnd here upon earth's noonward heightTo feel the always coming onThe always rising of the night

die daily.hourly, if you'vegot the energy.

seeing a woman cough today made me sense a vague fear of death

Death is the sanction of everything the story-teller can tell. He has borrowed his authority from death.

Time erodes us all.

Can I just say that dying sucks? All that bullshit about seeing the light and having this inner peace, blah, blah, blah. It's crap.

The day she was born, her grandfather made her a ring of silver and a polished stone, because he loved her already.

In every person, there is a doer and a devil. With every passing days, the doer dies and a devil has to rise.

If I could make a dream real, I would not kill anything unless it could never be changed at heart.

Be sure that head and heart were laidIn wisdom down, content to die.Be sure he faced the Starless SkyUnduped, unmurmuring, unafraid.(“The Passing of Bierce”)

When graves are covered with stones, the dead can no longer get out. But the dead can’t go out anyway! What difference does it make whether they’re covered with soil or stones?

Poets are interested primarily in death and commas.

Life seemed to him to be a narrow cage, and her iron bars were many and dense, and there was only one way out.

But at my back I always hear Time’s wingèd chariot hurrying near

Suicide is an attack on society--an attack on its omnipotence, on its denial of death, and on its own despair.

There is no cure for birth and death save to enjoy the interval

While death and darkness girdle meI grope for immortality.

If one does die taking these drugs, the death is likely to be very peaceful. Morphia is, after all, the goddess of dreams.

Psychologists have clinically observed that overly prolonged grief in the bereaved usually signifies a poor relationship with the one who died.

I grew up in a hospital and as a child I played in the dissecting room

Nothing in life was as ugly as death.

He could only consider me as the living corpse of a would-be suicide, a person dead to shame, an idiot ghost.

YOU'RE ONLY PUTTING OFF THE INEVITABLE, he said.That's what being alive is all about.

In spite of my suffering, at the thought that I was sure to end up by killing myself, I cried aloud and burst into tears.

I truly believe I am not afraid of death. What I shrink from, I believe, is the shame of dying as stupid and befuddled as I am.

Once the game is over, the King and the pawn go back in the same box.

Death was for-the other people.

They looked to each other for support, for strength, and at times, motivation, to remember why and for whom they lived.

The living used to wonder what happened after death. She said that whole religions were born and evolved around this one simple uncertainty.

Maybe death is the great equalizer, the one big thing that can finally make strangers shed a tear for one another.

You smell so good, ""No, I don't, I smell like death.""You're crazy, you're not dead. You do not smell like death.""I was dead a long time.""And now you're not. Hence the alive smell.

Not that there's anything wrong with just lying around on your back. In it's way, rotting is interesting too, as we will see. It's just that there are other ways to spend your time as a cadaver.

Thank God, my name isn’t in the list of thosewho died or werekilled yesterday!

A man who takes into consideration the feelings of others even when arranging the manner of his own death shows a nobility of character which compels the admiration of all classes.

Those who live in memories are never really dead.

I won't be sad too often, If they bury me in the libraryWith bookworms in my coffin.

He danced with the sky instead, and the sky dropped him like a rotten plum.

Die, die we all pass away, But don't wear a frown coz it's really okay, And you might try to hide, And you might try to pray, But we all end up remains of the day.

There was something about other people's grief that was so exposing, so personal, that she felt she shouldn't be looking.