Quotes About Death

Despair is the emotion we feel at the death of beings within us.

GILMORE    I've talked to people who know more than I do, and people who know less, and I listen, and I decided the only fucking thing I know about death, the only real feeling I have about it, it'll be familiar; I don't think it'll be a harsh, unkind thing. Things that're harsh and unkind, are here on earth, and they're temporary. They don't last. This all passes. That is my summation of my ideas, and I might be all wet.

Executions must be a spectator sport.

I think the falls represented death for the taking, but a particular death, one that would be quick but also make you part of something magnificent and eternal, an eternal mechanism. This was not in the same league as throwing yourself under some filthy bus.

But when a sick person begins to feel that he's going to die, half my work is useless.

Bodies are visible hieroglyphs. Every body is an erotic metaphor, and the meaning of all these metaphors is always the same: death.

La palabra del hombre es hija de la muerte. Hablamos porque somos mortales: las palabras no son signos. Son años. Al decir lo que dicen los nombres que decimos dicen tiempo: nos dicen, somos hombres del tiempo. Conversar es humano.

Death and birth are solitary experiences. We are born alone and we die alone. When we are expelled from the maternal womb, we begin the painful struggle that finally ends in death.

Tell me how you die and I will tell you who you are.

Debe abrirse a la muerte y a la nostalgia del limbo,del mundo animal. Debe abrirse a la muerte si quiere abrirse a la vida; entonces será como los ángeles¨.

El arte de amar ¿Es arte de morir? Amar Es morir y revivir y remorir: Es la vivacidad.

Sound, the blindman's cane of sense: I write death and for a moment I live within it. I inhabit its sound: a pneumatic cube of glass, vibrating on this page, vanishing among its echoes.

Die Nähe des Todes schafft eine Atmosphäre die das Außergewöhnliche begünstigt (und über die conditio humana hinauswachsen lässt)

se derrumban por un instante inmenso y vislubramos nuestra unidad perdida, el desamparo que es ser hombres, la gloria que es ser hombres y compartir el pan, el sol, la muerte, el olvidado asombro de estar vivos

Lo que mueve a los mundos es la interacción de las diferencias, sus atracciones y rechazos. La vida es pluralidad. La muerte es uniformidad. Al reprimir diferencias y peculiaridades, al eliminar diferentes culturas y civilizaciones el progreso debilita la vida y fortalece la muerte, nos empobrece y mutila. Cada visión del mundo que se extingue, cada cultura que desaparece, disminuye la posibilidad de vida.

Death and birth are solitary experiences. We are born alone and we die alone.

Quizá morir con otro no es morirse. Quizá morimos sólo porque nadie quiere morirse con nosotros, nadie quiere mirarnos a los ojos.

Human love is the union of two beings subject to time and its accidents: change, sickness, death. Although it does not save us from time, it opens it a crack, so that in a flash love's contradictory nature is manifest: that vivacity which endlessly destroys itself and is reborn, which is always both now and never. Therefore all love, even the most blissful, is tragic. —Octavio Paz, The Double Flame: Love and Eroticism (Ecco; First edition, June 1, 1996)

Nuestro culto a la muerte es culto a la vida, del mismo modo que el amor, que es hambre de vida, es anhelo de muerte.

He has seen and felt how solemn a thing it was to approach the gate of death, to enter the presence of God; and from that awful point of vision, he has contemplated the world, and life, and human responsibility, as they are; and he has come back like a spirit from another sphere, clothed with all the solemnities of eternity; to live now as one soon in reality to be there.

She's as dead as she'll every be, ain't she? Well, ain't she?

Two or more year ago she was out workin' in her rose garden one mornin' - did you know, boy, she's got over sixty different kinds out there? - and she said to me, said, 'Mr. Blakeslee, I wouldn't even mind dyin' if'n I could be buried in a bed of roses.

When Jesus said ast and you'll get it, He meant things of the spirit, not the flesh. Grandpa said Jesus meant us to ast for hope, forgiveness, and all like that. Ast 'Hep us not be scared, hep us not be greedy, give us courage to try…Ast any such and God will give it to you. But don't ast Him not to let fire burn, or say spare me from death.

Death is never easy when you know the people doing the dying.