Quotes About Death

The funerary banquet celebrates a life, often well lived, and the victory is in overcoming and accepting the change that death brings; honoring a loved one at death becomes victorious because it renews the living.

There was a time when I believed there was loss that could not be defined, that language had not caught up to death's enormity.

Racism doesn't know color, death doesn't know age, and pain doesn't know might.

Orba (feminine), the Latin word for orphaned, parentless, childless, widowed. There was a time when I believed there was loss that could not be defined, that language had not caught up to death's enormity. But it has. Orbus, orba, orbum, orbi, orbae, orborum, orbo, orbis...

wasn't afraid of dying because dying had always been somewhere in our house, somewhere so close, we could feel the wind of it on our cheeks.

He went way up in the air and when he came down again, he got up and ran away. But he stopped at the corner, Angel says. And died.

Such a caring for death, an awakening that keeps vigil over death, a conscience that looks death in the face, is another name for freedom.

Technical civilization has made the great error in not suppressing death, the only human reality still intact.

Çünkü günah kanun olmadan yaÅŸayamaz. Bir zamanlar kanun yoktu ve ben hayattayd?m, ama sonra buyruk gelince günah dirildi ve ben öldüm. Ve gördüm ki hayat getirmesi gereken buyruk, ölüm getirdi. Çünkü buyruktan f?rsat bulan günah beni kand?rd?, ve böylece beni öldürdü. [Romans, 7:7-11]

Le premier symbole où nous reconnaissons l'humanité dans ses vestiges est la sépulture, et le truchement de la mort se reconnaît en toute relation où l'homme vient à la vie de son histoire.

Quand la mort lui parle de l'amour la vie frémit Quand la vie lui parle de la mort l'amour sourit.

La vie est une cerise La mort est un noyau L'amour un cerisier

God is growing bitter, He envies man his mortality.

Yo seré un gran muerto.

Mientras no haya superado el gusto al placer, seré sensible al vértigo del suicidio.

Înainte de a combate moartea, trebuie s? înve?i s? tr?ie?ti.

I am dying!" he cried. "Kiss me, my love. Kiss me, and mayhap your love will keep me tethered to this mortal coil.

The life of a flower is short and full of suffering. Today will be the end of yours as well!

Dr Haikal writes: "There is no denying the fact that at the time of the death of each of her children Khadijah approached the idols and asked as to why the gods were not pleased to bless her".101 The above statement is not supported even by the most insignificant historical evidence and is nothing more than a mere guess. Its purpose is to give the impression that as, during her time, all were idolaters, Khadijah too was, certainly, like them.

Life is one kind of sound. Death is another kind of sound. Those who cannot hear the sound of death think death is silence. Death is not silence, it is just another kind of sound, but may not within the hearing range of a normal ear.

There is no such thing as death. There is only life, life, and life alone - moving from one dimension to another.

If you can bring some quality to the last moment of transition from wakefulness to sleep, that quality will continue through sleep, always. That's exactly what will happen with death also. If at the final moment a certain quality is brought in, that quality will continue.

No me hables, si quieres, no me toques, no me conozcas más, yo ya no existo. Yo soy sólo la vida que te acosa y tú eres la muerte que resisto

Alguien me habló todos los días de mi vida al oído, despacio, lentamente. Me dijo: ¡vive, vive, vive! Era la muerte.