Quotes About Death

No, no tenga miedo por mí. Yo me he acercado a la muerte, y he visto ya que no resuelve nada; que todos los problemas hay que resolverlos de pie.

Nos enamoramos como premio a la desgracia de morir y nos morimos como castigo al delito de enamorarnos

God does not exist, God is not good. All that awaits us is the cat who will urinate on our grave.

Esperar lo que nunca ocurrirá es una muerte demasiado horrible.

Si en estos países se moría por pasiones que me fueran incomprensibles, no por ello era la muerte menos muerte.

It is so much easier to deal with the dead than with the living. The dead are out of the way, merely characters from stories about the past, never again unreadable, no misunderstandings possible, the pain coming from them stable and manageable. nor do you have to explain yourself to them, to justify the fact of your life.

She could slip out of her shoes and leave them right here, stuck in the muck, and then get rid of her dress and everything else: her mind, her life, her pain. The abandon of having nothing to lose, the freedom of being divested of all earthly burdens, ready for the Messiah, or death. Everything is attracted by its end.

And did the biblical Lazarus have a mother? What did she do when he was resurrected? Did he bid her good-bye before he returned to his undeath? Was he the same son to her undead as he was alive? I read that he sailed to Marseilles with his sisters afterward, where he may or may not have died again.

It never ends, Pinya says. Every time, you think maybe this here is a different world, but it's all the same: they live, we die. So here it is again.

God knows our despair. God wants His chosen people to live in peace. God loves life, cares less about death. We need to live. I want to live, I want my children to live. Everyone I know wants to live. You have to ask yourself what is more important to you, life is death. What is this world about - life or death?

We are within our life and we stay there for as long as possible, that's our home. We need life. There is too much death already, and there is probably more coming our way.

What is life? This is no life. Who wants this life? The dead leave it to us to struggle in this world. They go elsewhere, wherever it is, and wait for God to sort it all out. But we have to stay here, no matter how hard it is. Nobody can be alone. Life is the life of others. My life, your life, that is nothing.

If there are more dead than living, then the world is about death, and the question is: What are we to do with all the death? Who is going to remember all the dead?

I think it is about life. I think there is always more life than death. Those who lived are always alive for someone. Those who are alive remember life, not death. And when you are dead nothing happens. Death is nothing.

Chief Shippy stands frozen, holding his breath, exhaling with relief as the young man dies, the gun smoke slowly moving across the room, like a school of fish.

Se quedó quieto, observando, aspirando el olor de la muerte. El cuello de Bernie estaba muy delgado, pero los lóbulos de las orejas, que ya habían alcanzado un tamaño enorme, eran grandes y carnosos. El cuerpo que yacía en aquella cama de hospital no debería pertenecer al padre que Joshua conocía. ¿Adónde había ido a parar el verdadero Bernie?

The pretense of life he has assumed after dodging death and saving himself, after pushing away all those hands stretched out to pull him with them-after pushing them into death. But the premonition, dodging, and flight have consumed him and robbed his life of meaning, leaving only stagnation and lies, a daze this side of death, but that side of life.

Silloin kuusi uhaten ravisti kihariansa kerran vielä ja kylvi alas latvastansa kimmeltävää lunta kuolevan poikansa peitteeksi, koska veren kuumassa virrassa pakeni sydämestä raitis henki ja hälveni höyrynä ilmaan.

The death drive names a kind of fundamental or ontological fatigue of life as such. It is the steady undercurrent of life in all its colorful and exuberant forms. It is not the opposite of these forms, but it is present in all of them.

There is no struggle here: life is a circuitous route to death, and conservative instincts are the pavement of this route, they are one with it, indistinguishable from it. They don't "want" anything, they don't "struggle" with death, they simply do their job of making this particular circuitous path to the inanimate operative. Strictly speaking, they work at maintaining this path, and not simply at "maintaining life.

You were dead.' She said. 'And in the whole world there was nothing beautiful left.

And a while later: 'It is a strange sort of pain.' Softly. 'To die of yearning for something you'll never experience.

Amor tremendo è il mio. Tu nol conosci ancora, oh!. Tutto ancora non tel mostrai; tu eri mio: secura nel mio gaudio io tacea; nè tutto mai questo labbro pudico osato avria dirti l'ebbrezza del mio cor segreto" "Sparsa le trecce morbide sull'affannoso petto, lenta le palme, e rorido di morte il bianco aspetto, giace la pia, col tremolo sguardo cercando il ciel".

of life and death," said Master Kung.