Quotes About Philosophy

He who learns death unlearns slavery.

I do not believe in my death.

Death, the most dreaded of evils, is therefore of no concern to us; for while we exist death is not present, and when death is present we no longer exist.

(Socrates) said there were only two possibilities. Either the soul is immortal or, after death, things would be again as blank as they were before we were born.

Mercy often inflicts death.

Death focuses the mind on the things that really matter: why are we here, and what should we do?

If Shaw and Einstein couldn't beat death, what chance have I got? Practically none.

If people are not afraid of dying, why threaten them with death?

Even at our birth, death does but stand aside a little. And every day he looks toward us and muses somewhat to himself whether that day or the next he will draw nigh.

It would be an exaggeration to say I'm not afraid of death, but I'm not afraid of what comes after, because I'm not a believer.

Do not expect good from another's death.

If some persons died, and others did not die, death would be a terrible affliction.

I am afraid of death, scared by it. I already don't know whether I exist or not. So dying really terrifies me.

I carry death in my left pocket. Sometimes I take it out and talk to it: "Hello, baby, how you doing? When you coming for me? I'll be ready.

I will admit, like Socrates and Aristotle and Plato and some other philosophers, that there are instances where the death penalty would seem appropriate.

To philosophize is nothing else than to prepare oneself for death.

When performing an autopsy, even the most inveterate spiritualist would have to question where the soul is.

Corpses are more fit to be thrown out than is dung.

If Solomon counts the day of one's death better than the day of one's birth, there can be no objection why that also may not be reckoned amongst one's remarkable and happy days.

I esteem death a trifle, if not caused by guilt.

Death is a punishment to some, to others a gift and to many a favour.

It is only to those who have never lived that death ever can seems beautiful.

We would not let ourselves be burned to death for our opinions: we are not sure enough of them for that.

What misery to be afraid of death. What wretchedness, to believe only in what can be proven.