Quotes About Death

I cry a lot because I miss people. They die and I can't stop them. They leave me and I love them more.

Meseems I feel his presence. Is he dead? Death is a word. He lives and grander grows.

But to die of laughter--this, too, seems to me a great euthanasia.

Death, as he had said, cancelled all engagements.

Between 20 and 23 August, 40,000 French soldiers died. By 29 August, total French casualties since the war began reached 260,000, including 75,000 dead.

If you live on the brink of death yourself, it is as if those who have gone have merely caught an earlier train to the same destination, and whatever that destination is, you will be sharing it soon, since you will almost certainly be catching the next one.

Being killed is a very different thing from dying.

We cannot live by power, and a culture that seeks to live by it becomes brutal and sterile. But we can die without it.

Remember the dead do not eat actual solid food, any more than the gods do. They eat the spirit of the food. The priests say a picture of food, or words describing food are as tasty and pleasing as the real thing, to a dead person.

We all die," Abrim said. "How we die is more important than when." "And how we live before we die," Salom added. "That is why I serve--to give meaning to my life.

Because death is meaningless, civilised life as such is meaningless.

The one-time ubiquitous emblem of classic PR, the press release, has technically been dead for a while now. To be a bit more precise, His Majesty the Press Release has been dying - a relatively slow death, but a death, nonetheless. And there is no coming back. Now we are in the afterlife, thanks to the social media revolution.

Death is the beginning of immortality.

Now can it be men die and carry thence no memory of death, only this curious lightness of the hands, only this curious darkness of the mind, only to be still changeless with the winters passing; not gray, not lined, not stricken down, but stamped forever on the moving air, and echo and an image?

To the degree that we deny the gift of life, we embrace death.

If we can't face death, we'll never overcome it. You have to look it straight in the eye. Then you can turn around and walk back out into the light.

You laugh as you sing about dying, you drug yourself up, but you can still see clearly, and you die as you break into a fit of laughter, because asi es la vida in this soup of islands stewed in hunger and the desire to be someone else.

marido? —Soy viuda. —Será de un fantasma encarnado, porque los otros días yo vi a Peyo caminando por la Plaza —interrumpió otra de las comadronas que esperaban en la oficina. —Para lo que sirve, mejor darlo por muerto —respondió la comadrona que entrevistaba. Rieron ambas.

Možda bi trebalo da ih mrzim ali ne mogu. Ja nemam dva srca jedno za mržnju drugo za ljubav. Ovo što imam sad zna samo za tugu. Moja molitva i moja pokora moj život i moja smrt sve to pripada Bogu stvoritelju svijeta. Ali moja žalost pripada meni.

Živi ništa ne znaju. Pou?ite me, mrtvi, kako se može umrijeti bez straha, ili bar bez užasa. Jer, smrt je besmisao, kao i život.

Smrt je preseljenje iz ku?e u ku?u. To nije nestanak ve? drugo ro?enje. Kao što prsne ljuska jajeta kad se pile potpuno razvije, tako do?e vrijeme da se rastave duša i tijelo. Smrt je nužnost u neizbježnosti prelaska u drugi svijet, u kome ?ovjek dostiže svoj puni uspon.

Fear is flooding over me, like water. The living know nothing. Teach me, dead ones, how to die without fear, or at least without horror. Because death is senseless, as is life.

Moja molitva i moja pokora, moj život i moja smrt, sve to pripada Bogu, stvoritelju svijeta. Ali moja žalost pripada meni.

I ni?eg ne bi bilo od ovog što me boli, ni Harunove smrti, ni ove no?i posljednje. A možda bi i bilo, jer neka no? mora biti posljednja, i nešto mora biti što boli, uvijek.