Quotes About Dying

It's weird, but I'm so empathetic; when I see people dying on hot sauce, I do feel for them. And I'm a Midwestern guy, so I think I'm just naturally nice and polite.

The cholera had broken out at the post, and five or six men were dying daily.

As soldiers need not only courage but tactics also, so does a philosopher need not only courage and philosophy but discernment also, to tell what his right time of dying is - so that he neither seek it nor flee it.

I bark some healing hoodoo at him to try to close the gash in his scalp. I don't need him dying on me until I get to question him. Soon, his eyes flutter open. He stares at the sky for a few seconds, trying to get his brain moving again. So I start with the easy stuff first.

Now winter downs the dying of the year, And night is all a settlement of snow; From the soft street the rooms of houses show A gathered light, a shapen atmosphere, Like frozen-over lakes whose ice is thin And still allows some stirring down within.

the health of the sick, and, what mocked their sighing, Of the strange intactness of the gladly dying.

They say the tongues of dying men enforce attention like deep harmony. Their words are scarce, they're seldom spent in vain For they breathe truth that breathe their words in pain. How well he could have applied this passage to the last words of Jesus on the cross.

He's alive in death, but in profound torment, because he's living with the realities of not properly dying the kind of death that actually leads a person into the only kind of life that's worth living.

All those religions--they contradict each other on every point but every one of them is filled with ways to help people to be brave enough to laugh even though they know they are dying.

She made them all laugh and forget for a moment that they were dying men.

He wants to see Daddy before he's gone. They never cared for each other before. It's how people are when somebody's dying. They want to forget the past. Forgive things. Just so he doesn't upset him.

Boots and leather jackets were strewn on her bed, and what looked like a new knife set. She'd taken a class last winter and was dying to try them out legally on someone.

My flight was announced by Donald Duck noises from a loudspeaker; I arose and shuffled off towards the statistical improbability of dying in an airplane crash. Personally, the thought of such a death appalls me little – what civilized man would not rather die like Icarus than be mangled to death on a Motorway by a Ford Popular?

Pouting is one of those dying arts; Mrs Spon can do it, so can the boy who creates my shirts, but it's almost as rare nowadays as tittering and sniggering.

Scary is time passing and sickness and dying and regret and isolation and loneliness and relationship problems - as opposed to a guy in a hockey mask, which didn't seem that scary.

Fiorito has all the right stuff. His splendid memoir about his relationship with his dying father belongs on that small shelf with Philip Roth's Patrimony and Frank McCourt's Angela's Ashes.

TV networks are dying. The death throes of religion give us jihads. The death throes of television give us reality shows.

Patriotism is not dying for one's country, it is living for one's country. And for humanity. Perhaps that is not as romantic, but it's better.

Something in me vibrates to a dusky, dreamy smell of dying moons and shadows.

They are spirits from a dying world knotting our hair in sleep we worked hard to buy.

When I think about dying, one of the things that really scares me is that I'll be surrounded by my family in heaven. I'll be trapped in eternity with people I don't even want to spend Thanksgiving with.

EXIT's justification was that until a law permitting voluntary euthanasia was passed (which would place responsibility to help primarily on physi­cians), people had no alternative but to take their dying into their own hands.

We're not robbing him," Skulduggery said." But I'm afraid I have some bad news." "Is it Deacon?" Francine asked, her eyes wide. "It is." "Is he sick?" "It's a little worse than that." She gasped. "He's dying?" "He was briefly dying," said Skulduggery. "Now he's dead.

Life is a disease, brother, and death begins already at birth. Every breath, every heartbeat, is a moment of dying - a little shove toward the end.