Quotes About Dying

If you know that youth is dying on the run and my daughter trades dope stories with your son we'd better see what all our fearing and our jeering and our crying and our lying brought about. Take Time Out.

Does he expect me to rise from my death bed to fight with him? the king asked. I thought you said you weren't dying I've reconsidered.

Though drowned was just as dead as any other way of dying.

By faith Jacob, when he was dying, blessed each of the sons of Joseph, and, he worshiped, leaning on the top of his staff. Hebrews 11:21

Let's face it, life is trivial, and my guess is that dying imparts very little wisdom on those in process.

more primal layers of creativity I yearn for, and at the same time, taking me down to an irreducible essence, all the way to the severity of my own dying. Down to the gnawed bone.

Numerous books have confirmed Ariès's and Gawande's point that we are death-deprived not only by medical and mortuary businesses but also by much more generalized social prohibitions against acknowledging dying or mourning.

The more remote or exotic the place, the more likely we are to have full frontal views of the dead and dying.

D'Avray, her father, and I had met before in Algeria. He was dying now. He left the child on his death-bed to me.

When you live with a potentially life-threatening condition you get used to the thought of dying. You accept it, you push on. The thing that scared me was the picture of dying slowly and painfully, the loss of independence and identity to illness.

The autumn winds had blown away the dank gray clouds to show patches of blue mingled with the rosy pink of the dying day above the pointed slate roofs. The sort of day Marie-Angelique had liked. She always said weather that made your cheeks look pink could not be spoken ill of.

Unless you're dying, it's ingrained in our culture to play. Pain doesn't hurt; it's just pain.

Both individual fulfillment and the ecological balance of life on this planet are best served by dying when our inherent biology decrees that we do.

My fear is dying badly, through illness or injury. But what a glorious demise it would be to burn up in space.

Interpretive thinking, as an art form, is dying.

But in the dying world I come from quotation is a national vice. No one would think of making an after-dinner speech without the help of poetry. It used to be the classics, now it's lyric verse.

I was with a friend of mine recently who was dying and while he was lying there with his family around his bed, I just knew that was it, that was the best you can hope for in life - to have your family and the people who love you around you at the end.

Rescue the perishing, care for the dying, Snatch them in pity from sin and the grave; Weep o'er the erring one, lift up the fallen, Tell them of Jesus the mighty to save.

There is no longer any class outside the class of character, and no history to put your faith in. You can actually live as if you have no culture, no perspective particular to a date in time. You are an individual whose prime and solitary property is your own body. Dying becomes a hell beyond all reason or justice in this ahistorical context.

Farewell " If I am dying, leave the balcony open. The child is eating an orange. (From my balcony, I see him.) The reaper is reaping the barley. (From my balcony, I hear him.) If I am dying, leave the balcony open.

Lord Fellmotte was not a man. He was an ancient committee. A parliament of deathly rooks in a dying tree.

Many people say they do not fear death, but the process of dying. It's not the destination, but the trip that they dread.

It's said that the hearing is the last sense to go when someone is dying.

that the only thing on earth worthy of fear is a situation that is petrified, congealed, or dying, and the only thing worthy of joy is a situation where not only the individual but also society as a whole wages a constant battle for self-justification.