Quotes About Death

Funny how physics didn't go away when you were murdered.

Hello again, I said to death. I was resigned, if not ready.

Kill me," he said. "I'd rather be a useless corpse than a useful fool.

There was a damp crack as the flesh and bones of the dead finally failed, and the gate slammed shut.

It didn't help matters that Khalila suddenly broke down in tears. Even Glain seemed emotional. Jess was a little surprised by that. But the real question, Jess thought, is 'why I feel so little and they feel so much.' Maybe it was his upbringing. Maybe it was all the death he'd seen in the smuggling trade. Or maybe he was just trying to keep it all locked in a small, dark box until he could face what he felt.

Welcome, Vassily said, and smiled. He showed teeth. To Immortal Battles. We don't fight to the death -- we fight beyond death, in the world's most dangerous sport.

The oubliette, I was not a mouse, I was a vampire, I was a blind vampire who would heal, of course, eventually, and see again. Stop, I told myself. I drew in a deep breath and smelled ancient death, crushed weeds, rotting metal, stone. I had no idea where the oubliette was located. I was simply at the bottom of it, standing in cold, filthy water and thinking that this time, my favorite slippers were well and truly ruined. Such a pity.

Another thing I don't want on my tombstone, Shane said. You have others? Claire asked. He held up one finger. I thought it wasn't loaded, Shane said. Second finger. Hand me a match so I can check the gas tank. Third finger. Killed over ice cream. Basically, any death that requires me to be stupid first.

If I'm already dead to the people I love, I might as well die for them.

How could intelligent beings seek to control a few unwanted species by a method that contaminated the entire environment and brought the threat of disease and death even to their own kind?

How could intelligent beings seek to control a few unwanted species by a method that contaminated the entire environment and brought the threat of disease and death even to their own kind? Yet this is precisely what we have done. We have done it, moreover, for reasons that collapse the moment we examine them.

When one is concerned with the mysterious and wonderful functioning of the human body, cause and effect are seldom simple and easily demonstrated relationships. They may be widely separated both in space and time. To discover the agent of disease and death depends on a patient piecing together of many seemingly distinct and unrelated facts developed through a vast amount of research in widely separated fields.

Some, perhaps, would fall by the way. Some, old or sick, would drop out of the caravan and creep away into a solitary place to die; others would be picked off by gunners, defying the law for the fancied pleasure of stopping in full flight a brave and fiercely burning life; still others, perhaps, would fall in exhaustion into the sea...In them burned one more the fever of migration, consuming with its fires all other desires and passions.

Ino the course of developing agents of chemical warfare, some of the chemicals created in the laboratory were found to be lethal to insects, The discovery did not come by chance: insects were widely used to test chemicals as agents of death for man.

The only use she has for the word fun is to make the word funeral.

The humans create life, and senselessly cause death. For nothing.

Why do this work?" His reply: "It's practice for death, learning how to surrender to the unknown prepares us for our own experience of dying without fear.

Ester lay silent under the cover, willing herself toward the sweet sleep she now craved more than almost all else. The death of each day's life. End it, she thought. End this day's life if the world holds mercy.

Why must man struggle to live, when he inevitably dies?

Sal, hortelana, del mar, flotando, sobre tu huerto, desnuda, para llorar por el marinero muerto! Llueve sobre el agua, llueve nieve negra de alga fría. Entre glaciares de nieve, abierta, la tumba mía. ¡Funerales de las olas! ¡El viento, en los arenales! Entre apagadas farolas se hunden mis funerales.

It had sure felt like death, but then everything since had felt like life.

Perhaps this was a day of firsts. The day one dies, of course, is a first in any life.

Live you can evade; death you cannot.

It's difficult to spend time in any carnival or amusement park and not realize that a repressed fear of death may be the one emotion that is constant in the human heart even if, most of the time, it is confined to the unconscious as we go about our business. Thrill rides offer us a chance to acknowledge our ever-present dread, to release the tension that arises from repression of it, and to subtly delude ourselves with the illusion of invulnerability that surviving the Big Drop can provide.