Quotes About Death

To the police, Lily said [speaking of five murders], these five brutal murders are less than coincidence. One of them told me, 'There's no conspiracy, Lily. It's just life.' How do they come to think this way--that death is life? That unnatural death and murder are somehow a natural part of life?

At his passing, there was not even an eddy in the snow, neither the briefest glimpse of the occluded moon nor the faintest stirring through the trees. In this regard, her death, when sooner or later it came, would be like his: the world indifferent, turning smoothly onward toward the fascination of another dawn.

But with the morning almost gone, with seven bodachs in the recreation room, with living boneyards stalking the storm, with Death opening the door to a luge chute and inviting me to go for a bobsled ride, I didn't have time to put on a victim suit and tell the woeful tale of my sorrowful childhood. Neither time nor the inclination

Because I can see them, I bridge life and death, and they hope I can open for them the door they are afraid to open for themselves.

The dead are sensitive to the living. They have walked this path ahead of us and know our fears, our failings, our desperate hopes, and how much we cherish what cannot last. They pity us, I think, and no doubt they should.

His dreams were killing him.

Boo seemed to be less a ghost than he was a guardian spirit, always happy and ready to serve, still on the earth not because he had remained behind after death but because he had been sent back. Consequently, perhaps he had the power and permission to move between worlds as he wished.

Annamaria had me verzekerd dat ik in werkelijkheid maar één keer zou sterven, en dat die dood er op geen enkele manier toe zou doen. Iedereen kent echter dagen waarin we een beetje doodgaan, wanneer we verdriet of een nederlaag te verwerken hebben, of bang zijn, of anderen zien lijden die we enkel medelijden kunnen bieden, geen hulp, mensen die buiten de grenzen van onze genade vallen.

There is the silence of death, found in tombs and deserted graveyards and in the cold-storage room in a city morgue and in hospital rooms on occasion; it is a flawless silence, not merely a hush but a void.

A dirge for her the doubly dead in that she died so young. —Edgar Allan Poe, "Lenore

because wherever else the future leads, it leads ultimately to death, the end that is present in my beginning and in yours.

Although the constant shadow of certain death looms over every day, the pleasures and joys of life can be so fine and deeply affecting that the heart is nearly stilled by astonishment. From Vegas, they hauled the Airstream north on

When I was a child, which was a shorter period of time for me than it was for most people, my mother sometimes implied that she might take me with her if she decided to consummate her romance with Death. My mother is beautiful, and to anyone who never lived with her, she seems to be a genteel and pleasant lady, if slightly aloof.

Dad had been dead for three years, and no one had been put in prison for murder. Everyone still thought his death had been an accident. Woody knew better. Now that he had at last finished "The Son's Revenge: Faithfully Compiled Evidence of Monstrous Evil," those individuals responsible would be brought to justice.

Truly evil people aren't given the license to linger. The fact that you've been here so long since death means you don't have any reason to fear what comes next.

Those who murder children have killed their own souls and exist rather than live, and neither live nor exist in any world to come.

butterfly flyin' after dark is an omen, means your death is maybe comin' soon. Don't look at me like that, smart ass. I never stepped on no eggshells.

If someone had killed Hamlet in the first act, a lot more people would've been alive at the end.

wouldn't that be ironic—run down by a hearse? God knows, life is often ironic in a way it's never shown on television.

Until they move on from this world, even the dead can know fear. You would think they have nothing to lose, but sometimes they are wretched with anxiety, not about what might lie Beyond, but about those whom they have left behind.

Life you can evade; death you cannot.

I'd fled from Death to this haven, but of course in running from him, I had only run into his arms.

She has no family in the outside world. They are all dead.

Everyone living here will be dead soon. Everyone within a radius of miles. Miles and miles.