Quotes About Finality

When you know you're going to die, there's no comfort in cleverness. Genius is vain, and cleverness is hollow, at the end. The

I'm not a universalist, and the way I talk about final loss is this: People worship idols - money, whatever. Their humanness gets reshaped around the idol - you become like what you worship. That's one of the basic spiritual laws.

I don't want a tombstone. You could carve on it 'She never actually wanted a tombstone.'

I don't read reviews because by then it's too late - whatever anyone says, the book won't change. It is written.

I must end it. There is no hope. I will be at peace. No one had anything to do with it. My decision totally.

Not that it mattered. The people who were dead were still dead.

All I ask is that my final months be happy ones, and that I be permitted a husband who will see to my proper Christian beheading and burial.

Tell you now children—you're all gonna die. No hand stamp reentry, no refund, no lie. —Found written on a bathroom stall in Disneyland, June 6th, 1988

The only guarantee we are given when we are born is that we will die.

It was the sound of him alive, and the very last sound he made. Though the last sound he made was no sound at all-the sound of the breath that did not come.

Goodness & love are as real as their terrible opposites, and, in truth, far more real, though I say this mindful of the enormous evils... But love is the final reality; and anyone who does not understand this, be he writer or sage, is a man flawed of wisdom.

It isn't important who is ahead at one time or another, in either an election or a horse race. It's the horse that comes in first at the finish that counts

We Play the broken string of our instruments one last time

What it must feel like, I thought, to look at something, anything really, and know that it's for the last time?

When all is said and done, what is clear is that all lives end before their time.

It must happen to everyone. The last time you make love, you can't know it will be the last.

And now the story begins for the last time.

Death like style is the removal of rubbish.

As the warm air blew in the car, simple snapshots of the life they'd lived together surfaced in his mind; but as always, those images led inexorably to their final day together.

And he had felt the need to see her again, to put a definite end to something that had never ended.

Though perhaps I would be unable then either to agree or to disagree. I would be dead.

Sadie was at his side when the old desire to leave everything behind rose up in him again. "Suppose . . ." he began. "Suppose . . ." Then he moved on, one last time.

What if she's dead?" I said. "She'll stay dead," he said. "She'll still be dead come morning.

É por isso que, quando prego e funerais, digo que a morte é a derradeira cura, porque é na morte que nos tornamos finalmente quem somos.