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Quotes About Immortality

Zawistna ?mier? mia?a wyssa? z niego krew i sta? si? znów m?oda.
~ Madeline Miller
La fama sigue cursos extraños: la de unos aumenta al morir y la de otros se desvanece. —El itacense abre las manazas—. Es imposible decir quién va a sobrevivir al holocausto de la memoria.
~ Madeline Miller
No logré darle la divinidad —dice Tetis con voz quebrada y llena de pesar. —Pero le diste la vida.
~ Madeline Miller
Do you want to be a god?" It was easier this time. "Not yet," he said. A tightness I had not known was there eased a little. I would not lose him yet.
~ Madeline Miller
And I wanted to be able to listen, to digest bloody images, to paint them flat and unremarkable onto the vase of posterity. To release him from it and make him Achilles again
~ Madeline Miller
The tears of those of naiad blood can flow for eternity, and I thought it might take an eternity to speak all my grief.
~ Madeline Miller
It was true what they had been saying: if people remember you, then you're not dead. It was very comforting.
~ Maeve Binchy
In some previous lifetime, my daughter, you died while attempting to save the life of another witch. Because of this, you were born into this lifetime with the gift of immortality. But this is only one of two ways that gift can be passed on.
~ Maggie Shayne
I prepare my portrait for my woman to hang on a wall when I die. she says: Is there a wall to hang it on? I say: We'll build a room for it. Where? In any house.
~ Mahmoud Darwish
They asked, "do you love her to death?" I said, "speak of her over my grave and watch how she brings me back to life.
~ Mahmoud Darwish
Nu-i acoperi?i pieptul – A? vrea s? v?d dac? inima lui mai bate Acest trup trec?tor P?streaz? în el s?n?tatea Nemuritoare a unui întreg indestructibil Ce cânt? ?i merge Pe o melodie imposibil?. Înc? mai ascult cântecele sale Pe care nicio arm? nu le poate str?punge ?i nici focul nu le poate arde. Îl voi vedea înc? o dat? Dincolo de marea de lacrimi.
~ Unknown
Rock and roll doesn't necessarily mean a band. It doesn't mean a singer, and it doesn't mean a lyric, really. It's that question of trying to be immortal.
~ Malcolm Mclaren
Five years off my life... I wondered with a wry smile, would people be immortal if they didn't have kids?
~ Malorie Blackman
Tudo lá parecia impregnado de eternidade.
~ Unknown
Nada es tan desconsolador, para un libro, como morir virgen. A mí, casi me sucedió.
~ Unknown
Qué miedo, qué miedo atroz de morir para siempre!
~ Unknown
Maybe it is this discrepancy between the aging of the body and the longevity of subjective psychology that prompted the establishment of a distinction between body and soul, which seems obvious and natural to many and makes them believe, more or less vaguely, in the immortality of a spiritual principle.
~ Unknown
love or death? I'd chose death, it lasts forever
~ Unknown
Les gens qu'on aime ne meurent jamais tant qu'on les garde en soi.
~ Marc Levy
That's an animal fable about humility. If you survive your mistake, you must learn from it. Accept that you're fragile, vulnerable, and sometimes stupid. Realize that you're not immortal and you've got to take care of yourself. And then laugh it off and fly away.
~ Marc Maron
William Shakespeare: You will never age for me, nor fade, nor die.
~ Unknown
People do not die for us immediately, but remain bathed in a sort of aura of life which bears no relation to true immortality but through which they continue to occupy our thoughts in the same way as when they were alive. It is as though they were traveling abroad.
~ Marcel Proust
We passionately long that there may be another life in which we shall be similar to what we are here below. But we do not pause to reflect that, even without waiting for that other life, in this life, after a few years we are unfaithful to what we have been, to what we wished to remain immortally.
~ Marcel Proust
Our love of life is only an old liaison of which we do not know how to rid ourselves. Its strength lies in its permanence. But death which severs it will cure us of the desire for immortality.
~ Marcel Proust