Quotes About Death

True courage, in the face of almost certain death, is the rarest quality on earth.

When once before I wished myself dead, the wish was not strong enough. I can make myself die only by convincing myself that there is also a hope I shall not succeed.

It's hard for me to imagine that some people in the CIA who had firsthand knowledge would be unable to recognize that this would be helpful information for a soldier's death.

For he counteracts the Devil, who is Death, by brisking about the life.

You didn't always have to give it back. And in that cold, somber chapel, Dan Kelly discovered that there were some things that you could not be forgiven for, and those were the things that you carried into the next life, if there was such a place; and if there was no next life nor any God, the consequence was the same: if you were not forgiven, you would die with regret.

The people who really thirst for life, who stand daily on the brink of every kind of death, who struggle desperately to distinguish some light in the seated mystery of human existence— these are the people to whom the Gospel of salvation is primarily and most especially addressed, and inevitably they all remain far removed from the rationalistically organized social conventionalism of established Christianity.

Most of us harbour a significant amount of subconscious fear about death, and act out of this fear in our daily lives.

We're hungry for a blue that will sing like a drum We're lifting our spring feet to dance this death down

Let your heart be at peace. Watch the turmoil of beings but contemplate their return. If you don't realize the source, you stumble in confusion and sorrow. When you realize where you come from, you naturally become tolerant, disinterested, amused, kindhearted as a grandmother, dignified as a king. Immersed in the wonder of the Tao, you can deal with whatever life brings you, And when death comes, you are ready.

We are born from a quiet sleep, and we die to a calm awakening

And how do I know that the hate of death is not like a man who has lost his home when young and does not know where his home is to return to?

There is the globe, The foundation of my bodily existence. It wears me out with work and duties, It gives me rest in old age, It gives me peace in death. For the on who supplied me with what I needed in life Will also give me what I need in death.

I am Bane -- and I could kill you... but death would only end your agony -- and silence your shame. Instead, I will simply... BREAK YOU! Broken... and done.

I admire addicts. In a world where everybody is waiting for some bline, random disaster, or some sudden disease, the addict has the comfort of knowing what will most likely wait for him down the road. He's taken some control over his ultimate fate, and his addiction keeps the cause of death from being a total surprise.

It's only in drugs or death we'll see anything new, and death is just too controlling.

A girl calls and asks, "Does it hurt very much to die?" "Well, sweetheart," I tell her, "yes, but it hurts a lot more to keep living.

The name of peace is sweet, and the thing itself is beneficial, but there is a great difference between peace and servitude. Peace is freedom in tranquillity, servitude is the worst of all evils, to be resisted not only by war, but even by death.

Crow shrugged. "What is death? The loss of a body? The loss of the animating spark? If that's the case, I am dead. "Or is life the persistence of memory and emotion, volition and desire?" Crow went on, as if in a debate with himself. "If that's the case, I am very much alive.

Emma was horrified and transfixed at the same time. She was watching Jonah Kinlock doing what he did best. There was a certain macabre beauty in watching form and function wedded together. In Jonah's case, a dance of beauty and death.

In his experience, the evil lived on while the innocent died.

Was death the price of freedom?

Lucius had told him word was out that he was dead. Han decided that being dead made travel much easier.

Michael stared narrowly at her. "So you shot me to save my life?" "Well, yeah. Basically," she answered. "It was a big risk to take," he muttered, apparently only partially mollified. "Better than certain death." Then she added quietly, "I didn't want to lose you.

Geboren in een gevangenis, met lasten op onze schouders en onze gedachten, zouden wij niet in staat zijn het einde van een dag te halen als de mogelijkheid er een einde aan te maken ons niet aanspoorde om de volgende dag opnieuw te beginnen... De ketens en de verstikkende lucht van deze wereld ontnemen ons alles, behalve de vrijheid onszelf te doden; en deze vrijheid blaast ons zo'n kracht en een hoogmoed in dat ze zegeviert over de gewichten die ons verpletteren.