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Quotes About Death

On meurt toujours trop tôt ? ou trop tard. Et cependant la vie est là, terminée: le trait est tiré, il faut faire la somme. Tu n'es rien d'autre que ta vie.
~ Jean-Paul Sartre
I am alone in this white, garden-rimmed street. Alone and free. But this freedom is rather like death.
~ Jean-Paul Sartre
Something begins in order to end: an adventure doesn't let itself be extended it achieves significance only through its death.
~ Jean-Paul Sartre
The recruit who reports for active duty at the beginning of the war can in some instances be afraid of death, but more often he is 'afraid of being afraid'; that is, he is filled with anguish before himself.
~ Jean-Paul Sartre
The first crime was mine: I committed it when I made man mortal. Once I had done that, what was left for you, poor human murderers, to do? To kill your victims? But they already had the seed of death in them; all you could do was to hasten its fruition by a year or two.
~ Jean-Paul Sartre
What men have in common is not a nature but a condition, that is, an ensemble of limits and restrictions: the inevitability of death, the necessity of working for a living, of living in a world already inhabited by other men.
~ Jean-Paul Sartre
I'm going to leave, I'm going to take my train. But behind the existence which falls from one present to the other, without a past, without a future, behind these sounds which decompose from day to day, peel off and slip towards death, the melody stays the same, young and firm, like a pitiless witness.
~ Jean-Paul Sartre
Aunque me quisiera con toda su alma, sería igualmente un amor de muerta.
~ Jean-Paul Sartre
Le vieillard: Maintenant... vous voyez aussi les morts. Pierre: Comment les distingue-t-on des vivants? Le vieillard: C'est bien simple: les vivants, eux, sonts toujours pressés.
~ Jean-Paul Sartre
Undoubtedly, on his death bed, at that moment when, ever since Socrates, it has been proper to pronounce certain elevated words, he told his wife, as one of my uncles told his, who had watched beside him for twelve nights, I do not thank you, Therese; you have only done your duty.
~ Jean-Paul Sartre
Tout existant naît sans raison, se prolonge par faiblesse et meurt par rencontre.
~ Jean-Paul Sartre
The Myth of Sisyphus, that it was not acceptable for the absurd person to commit suicide, but that to live, and live rebelliously, "with my revolt, my freedom, and my passion," was the best way of both acknowledging and rejecting death.
~ Jean-Paul Sartre
Oysa sevmiÅŸti o, yaÅŸamak istemiÅŸti ve kendini ölürken görmüÅŸtü; bunlar bir insan?n insan olmas?na yeter.
~ Jean-Paul Sartre
Partiye girme karar?n? vermeden önce öyle korkunç bir yaln?zl?k duyuyordum ki, can?ma k?ymay? bile düÅŸünmüÅŸtüm. Bu iÅŸten caymam?n nedeni ölümümden kimsenin duygulanmayaca??, ölümde, hayatta olduÄŸumdan daha yaln?z olaca??m? düÅŸünmemdir.
~ Jean-Paul Sartre
Cand albii vorbesc intre ei fara sa se cunoasca, inseamna ca pe un negru il pandeste moartea.
~ Jean-Paul Sartre
Usted podrá juzgarlo, señor. Antes de tomar esa decisión me sentía tan espantosamente solo que pensé en el suicidio. Lo que me contuvo fue la idea de que nadie, absolutamente nadie se conmovería con mi muerte, que estaría aún más solo en la muerte que en la vida.
~ Jean-Paul Sartre
Quand les riches se font la guerre, ce sont les pauvres qui meurent.
~ Jean-Paul Sartre
Another difference between death and taxes is that you don't have to work like fury to pay for the dying you did last year.
~ Robert Quillen
All things that are born must die. Work hard for your own freedom from sorrow.
~ Gautama Buddha
Complete control can be the death of a work.
~ Andy Goldsworthy
I do tend to feel more connected to dead writers, perhaps because they have finished their work.
~ Helen Oyeyemi
Death is pitch-dark, but colors are light. To be a painter, one must work with rays of light.
~ Edvard Munch
If you look at the horror genre, that work is all about making people uncomfortable by stimulating our fear of death.
~ Ottessa Moshfegh
Summer is a discouraging time to work - you don't feel death coming on the way it does in the fall when the boys really put pen to paper.
~ Ernest Hemingway