Quotes About Death

Rejoice at the death and cry at the birth: New Orleans sticks close to the Scriptures.

So what's on the agenda for tonight? (Danger) Migraine, futility, possible death. Same as every night, I guess. (Alexion)

I think of death as some delightful journey that I shall take when all my tasks are done.

Against you I will fling myself, unvanquished and unyielding, O Death!

Epitaph: An inscription on a tomb showing that virtues acquired by death have a retroactive effect.

For one who has really mastered the way of warfare, his enemy can do nothing to escape death.

The worst evil of all is to leave the ranks of the living before one dies.

After a person dies, there is always something like a feeling of stupefaction, so difficult is it to comprehend this unexpected advent of nothingness and to resign oneself to believing it.

Liberal hopefulness Regards death as a mere border to an improving picture.

Ritual disposal of the dead speaks clearly of an awareness of death, and thus an awareness of self.

There are days we live as if death were nowhere in the background; from joy to joy to joy, from wing to wing, from blossom to blossom to impossible blossom, to sweet impossible blossom.

It is vain for the coward to flee; death follows close behind; it is only by defying it that the brave escape.

Death is not a reaper, like they say, nor even a friend. It is a dark, fierce water, an inundation.

There is no death of anyone, save in appearance, just as there is no birth of any, save only in seeming.

I'm not suggesting that you have to overcome your fear of death. But we have to be willing to recognize at any moment, death could come.

We must be diligent today. To wait until tomorrow is too late. Death comes unexpectedly. How can we bargain with it?

Death is the sanction of everything that the storyteller can tell. He has borrowed his authority from death.

Dissent is what rescues democracy from a quiet death behind closed doors.

Death is meaningless to the living because they are living, and meaningless to the dead… because they are dead.

To die is poignantly bitter, but the idea of having to die without having lived is unbearable.

I would like to live in Manchester, England. The transition between Manchester and death would be unnoticeable.

When blended with sexuality, the death instinct is transformed into more harmless impulses expressed in sadism or masochism.

If work is no antidote to death, nor a denial of it, death is a powerful stimulus to work. Get done what you can.

Death is appalling to those of the most iron nerves, when it comes quietly and in the stillness and solitude of night.