Quotes About Death

Death is permanent. There's no coming back if you get off the ferryman's boat.

Seventy years of life is nothing in front of a single day of death

They say that when a man is going to drown, when he finally gives up the struggle - it's sort of blissful, for a moment. And then he drowns.

The scariest thing about death is not dying, it's the uncertainty of what happens after

Not how he died, not what he died of, even less why he died, are of concern, to me, only the fact that he did die, he is dead, is important: the loss to me, to us

A man dies and his skin loses heat like the sand on a summer evening. It makes you feel like warming him up.

Who shall tell the lady's griefWhen her Cat was past relief?Who shall number the hot tearsShed o'er her, beloved for years?Who shall say the dark dismayWhich her dying caused that day?

...is not all philosophy but preparation for a serene dying?

Nothing matters when you are dead, and, you are dead when nothing matters.

I've always been under the assumption that death is a one-time, encompassing event." "Why would you ever think that?

The rich that are rejoicing having conquered life, should beware & rethink, for no man can conquer death.

Death and life were just adjacent verandas.

Death: "THERE ARE BETTER THINGS IN THE WORLD THAN ALCOHOL, ALBERT."Albert: "Oh, yes, sir. But alcohol sort of compensates for not getting them.

Vivo sin vivir en mí... muero porque no muero. (I live without really being alive... I die because I am not dying.)

Don't be surprised when Death comes knocking. Be surprised when he goes away empty handed.

We shall live to die once more.

Dying is an art.Like everything else, I do it exceptionally well.I do it so it feels like hell.I do it so it feels real.I guess you could say I have a call.

When writers die they become books, which is, after all, not too bad an incarnation.", The New Yorker, July 7, 1986]

Two turtle doves will show theeWhere my cold ashes lieAnd sadly murmuring tell theeHow in tears I did die

Death is part of who we are. It guidesus. It shapes us. It drives us to madness. Can you still be human if you have no mortal end

Death? Why all this fuss about death? Use your imagination, try to visualize a world without death! Death is the essential condition to life, not an evil.

Was it hard? I hope she didn't die hard.'Sethe shook her head. 'Soft as cream. Being alive was the hard part.

Death is only the end if you assume the story is about you.

Life is so beautiful that death has fallen in love with it, a jealous possessive love that grabs at what it can.