Quotes About Dying

She needs us, for our love, but she doesn't need us for anything else now." He swallowed hard and said, "Dying is a very solitary thing.

Dying's easy. Illyan's drawn features grew distant. How much did he remember of his agonized pleading to Miles for an easy death, so few weeks ago? Living's hard. Let the son of a bitch stand his court-martial. Every last eternal minute of it.

My grandmother, who, when I visited, stared at me with the staggering, arrogant stare of the dying, the wise vapidity of the already gone; she refused to occupy the features of her face.

Each day is a day to live and in which to keep from dying, and a man's energies are directed out from himself and his thoughts as well.

Seldom except in books do the dying utter memorable words, see visions, or depart with beatified countenances, and those who have sped many parting souls know that to most the end comes as naturally and simply as sleep.

For more than five years, I'd made little progress with my efforts at quiet diplomacy—for one thing, the Soviet leaders kept dying on me.

Will you love me when I get sick and start to fail, to descend, as is inevitable, toward death?" he said. "Do you really want to nurse a dying man and have to grieve for all the love you wasted on him?" "Love is never a waste," she said.

That so many of us are still dying on account of ancient myths is as bewildering as it is horrible and our own attachment to these myths, whether moderate or extreme, has kept us silent in the face of developments that could ultimately destroy us. Indeed, religion is as much a living spring of violence today as it was at any time in the past.

When the shadow of death blots out my joy And erases the face of the sun Give me strength to endure, hope to believe That living and dying are one.

A dying organism is often observed to be capable of extraordinary endurance and strength. ... When any living organism is attacked, its whole function seems to aim toward reproduction.

Too busy with the crowded hour to fear to live or die.

He leaned over the dying man and whispered in his ear, 'I am—' And his lips uttered a name so softly that he himself seemed to be afraid to hear it.

Dantès had a heart of gold, he called all those people his friends... Poor Edmond! I suppose it's better he never found out; it would have been too hard for him to forgive them as he was dying. And no matter what they say, I'm more afraid of the curse of a dead man than the hatred of a living one.

What if your brother is dying and you can't stop it. What do you do? ... You help him find something that makes him feel that he still wants to be alive. Only thing to do.

Helene had an upstairs bedroom all to herself. I'm the favorite, she told Shelby, who marveled at her confidence, even back then. Shelby was an only child and she didn't feel like the favorite, not until her mother was dying. I never want to stop watching over you, Shelby's mother had told her, and then she wondered why it had taken her so long to know she was loved.

Books? Books are sacred. Books are to me what the host is to the priest, the oasis to the desert wanderer, the arrival of winged seraphim to a dying man.

There is a god dying in America already created in the imagination of men made palpable for adoration: there is an inner anterior image of divinity beckoning me out to pilgrimage

We are fat and sick and dying because we have handed a basic, fundamental and intimate function of life over to corporations. We choose to value our nourishment so little that we entrust it to strangers. This is insanity. Feed yourselves. Feed your loved ones. And for God's sake feed your children.

I am a Jewish mother. My dying words will be, "Put a jumper on

Latinos have fought in all of America's wars, beginning with the Revolutionary War. Many Latinos are fighting and dying for our country today in Iraq, just as several of their ancestors fought for freedom in Mexico over a century ago.

The Scriptures teach us the best way of living, the noblest way of suffering, and the most comfortable way of dying," wrote John Flavel.

When you were born the world was smiling, and you cry, because living a life so that you are dying smiled, cried and the world.

We are so lonely in life that we must ask ourselves if the loneliness of dying is not a symbol of our human existence.

Remember that each light between sunrise and sunset is worth dying for at least once.