Quotes About Death

Either this man is dead or my watch has stopped.

I wish to be cremated. One tenth of my ashes shall be given to my agent, as written in our contract.

Die in the West and you're halfway to Heaven.

There is not a single person I have met in my lifetime who is comfortable talking about death. It's the biggest downside to our youth-centric culture. Death is a bummer, so let's not talk about it. Let's hide it away and hope it never strikes close to home.

That's the problem, isn't it? Our youth enamored society hides death from us, makes us believe that we will live forever," Jack asserted, rather forcefully. "We don't want to see death. We even hide old people so that we don't have to be reminded of our own mortality. In other cultures, old age is celebrated, embraced even. Death is a part of life.

Aver costretto la Natura a piegarsi alla linea retta, costituisce già una colpa che può costare all'umanità una più che giusta condanna a morte.

Tutte le stelle muoiono per collisione esterna o per esplosione a lungo covata interna. Ma questo nostro globo muore perché i suoi abitanti preferiscono alla sua vita limitata (che pur calcolabile in miliardi di anni li ossessiona) l'illimitato della propria peccabilità. Solo un Dio che tenesse all'ordine dell'universo li potrebbe fermare.

Ci sforziamo di conservarci in salute per poter morir bene di radiazioni o di aria avvelenata.

Perché tra amore e morte non ci sono che due lettere di differenza.

Es más fácil asumir la muerte cuando uno ha podido llevar a cabo las propias aspiraciones.

Droga sa sobom vodi ?etiri jaha?a apokalipse: nasilje, strah, bolest i smrt.

dime ¿dónde está el cementerio de aquello que vivimos? ¿Dónde están las caricias de mi madre, los abrazos de mi padre, los besos de mi abuela, las palabras de mi hermano? Gainisg, no pueden simplemente desaparecer. No puede morirse toda la vida al morir. Algo debe quedar en esa bruma impenetrable que es la muerte. Así sean migajas de todo aquello que alguna vez existió.

Kaç hayat yaÅŸar?z? Kaç kez ölürüz? Derler ki, ölüm an?nda hepimiz 21 gram kaybederiz. 21 grama kaç yaÅŸam s??ar? Ne kadar? kaybolur? 21 gram ne zaman kaybolur? Ne kadar? onunla gider? Geriye ne kadar? kal?r? 21 gram... BeÅŸ madeni paran?n a??rl???... Bir kuÅŸun a??rl???... Bir çikolata parças?n?n... 21 gram ne kadar eder?

Ignoro de dónde salió el manido «descanse en paz». Dudo que tú reposes en tu tumba, porque a veces te escucho moverte, como que no terminas de hallarte en tu sepulcro. Yo tampoco. En los muertos nos queda aún una efervescencia, un burbujeo que puede confundirse con los gases que expelemos. No, son riadas de vida que todavía corren por nuestras arterias. Tardan en secarse. Se lleva una eternidad dejar la vida atrás.

Un poseso cuyo único exorcismo sería la muerte de su rival. Solo con su sangre podría excretar la arena negra y colérica de los celos sedimentada en los ventrículos del corazón, expeler el escupitajo denso de la humillación coagulándose entre las válvulas henchidas por el rabioso recuerdo de los besos y las caricias de la mujer infiel.

No conté con la muerte. Siempre inoportuna. Inmerecida la mayor de las veces.

Morirse en Narcolandia representaba un one way ticket a la Dimensión Desconocida.

Every mundanity of life grows infinitely more precious in the face of impending death.

Only books talked about all the things adults didn't want you to ask about--Life. Death. Good and Evil. And what else truly mattered in life.

For brief as water falling will be death, and brief as flower falling, or leaf, brief as the taking, and the giving, breath; thus natural, thus brief, my love, is grief. —CONRAD AIKEN It doesn't matter if the water is cold or warm if you're going to have to wade through it anyway. —PIERRE TEILHARD DE CHARDIN

The entry wound cried a single tear of blood. Such an insignificant wound, but Death was nesting in it.

La mosca que debía estar muerta y el perro que debía estar muerto en la casa que debía estar muerta y la novia que moriría pronto.

We feel immortal when we are young. Or maybe we just don't care that much about death yet?

That's what the books said, and didn't their tales feel so much truer than what adults pretended this world to be about? Only books talked about all the things adults didn't want you to ask about - Life. Death. Good and Evil. And what else truly mattered in life.