Quotes About Death

The tragedy of life is in what dies inside a man while he lives -- the death of genuine feeling, the death of inspired response, the awareness that makes it possible to feel the pain or the glory of other men in yourself.

The real tragedy of life is not death but what we let die inside of us while we live.

Death is not the greatest loss in life. The greatest loss is what dies inside us while we live.

Death is not the ultimate tragedy of life. The ultimate tragedy is depersonalization--dying in an alien and sterile area, separated from the spiritual nourishment that comes from being able to reach out to a loving hand, separated from the desire to experience the things that make life worth living, separated from hope.

The tragedy of life is not death it is what we let die inside of us while we live.

A person doesn't die from this or that disease. He dies from his whole life.

Anna and I did not make love. I don't remember why. Maybe we didn't need to. She might have been afraid, although I doubt she was afraid of much. She'd been a midwife before she opened a studio; she'd held life in her hands, like a wire from a galvanic cell. Maybe death was too strong in me for an act so inspirited with life. Although I sometimes think that death is what gives lovemaking its desperate and terrible joy.

We can begin, I think, to make sense of these paradoxes if we think of the Oedipal project as the causa sui (father-of-oneself) project, and therefore in essence a revolt against death generally, and specifically against the biological principle separating mother and child.

Freud was right in positing a death instinct, and the development of weapons of destruction makes our present dilemma plain: we either come to terms with our unconscious instincts and drives—with life and with death—or else we surely die.

It is thus a general law of the ego not strong enough to die, and therefore not strong enough to live, that its consciousness of both its own inner world and the external world is sealed with the sign of negation;13 and through negation life and death are diluted to the point that we can bear them. "The result is a kind of intellectual acceptance of what is repressed, though in all essentials the repression persists.

But if the instinctual duality is Life and Death, our modification of Freud's ontology entails the hypothesis that Life and Death coexist in some undifferentiated unity at the animal level and that they could be reunified into some higher harmony in man

The death instinct is reconciled with the life instinct only in a life which is not repressed, which leaves no "unlived lines" in the human body, the death instinct then being affirmed in a body which is willing to die.

Immortality—was electric-light slime reaching for the stars, and she stood poised on the brink, balanced on the razor-edge between life and death, the flickering and the eternal, the human and the immortal, sanity and the holy madness that was realer than sanity, more cogent, a path to oneness with the timeless infinite that could be hers if she had the courage to cast off her moorings to the shores of self and trust her fate to that all-forgiving sea.

I am counted as one among stars. I am sworn to life. I am bound to death.

Oh draw at my heart, love, Draw till I'm gone, That, fallen asleep, I Still may love on. I feel the flow of Death's youth-giving flood To balsam and ether Transform my blood -- I live all the daytime In faith and in might And in holy fire I die every night.

What delights, what pleasures does your life offer you that outweigh the raptures of death?

Longing for Death Down into the womb of the earth, Out of the kingdom of light, Anger, pain, and a savage blow Signal the happy departure.

Life is the beginning of death. Life is for the sake of death. Death is at once the end and the beginning—at once separation and closer union of the self. Through death the reduction is complete.

ah! tüket beni ey sevgili, sonuna kadar tüket ki, uykuya dalay?m ve sevebileyim. hissediyorum ölümün gençle?tirici ak???n?, kan?m merheme ve uzama dönü?mekte - ya??yorum gündüz vakitlerinde inanç ve cesaretle geceleri ise kutsal ate?te ölüyorum.

Bütün tutkular bir trajedi gibi son bulur. Tek yanl? her ?ey, ölümle biter -i?te duygu felsefesi- i?te hayal gücü felsefesi, i?te dü?ünce felsefesi. Bütün hayat, ya?l?l?k ve ölümle son bulur. Her ?iirde trajik bir yan vard?r. Hakikî ?akan?n temelinde ciddiyet yatar. Fars?n, kukla oyununun, en renkli hayat?n, âdînin, trajik etkisi.

Bütün tutkular bir trajedi gibi son bulur. Tek yanl? her ?ey, ölümle biter -i?te duygu felsefesi- i?te hayal gücü felsefesi, i?te dü?ünce felsefesi. Bütün hayat, ya?l?l?k ve ölümle son bulur. Her ?iirde trajik bir yan vard?r. Hakikî ?akan?n temelinde ciddiyet yatar. Fars?n, kukla oyununun, en renkli hayat?n, âdînin, arabeskin trajik etkisi.

In serene souls there is no jesting. Jesting indicates a loss of equilibrium; it is both a succession of disturbances and the center's restoration. The sharpest wit has passion. The condition of the dissolution of all proportion - despair and spiritual death - is most fearfully witty.

Bütün tutkular bir trajedi gibi son bulur. Tek yanl? her ?ey, ölümle biter -i?te duygu felsefesi- i?te hayal gücü felsefesi, i?te dü?ünce felsefesi. Bütün hayat, ya?l?l?k ve ölümle son bulur. Her ?iirde trajik bir yan vard?r. Hakikî ?akan?n temelinde ciddiyet yatar. Fars?n, kukla oyunun, en renkli hayat?n, âdînin, trajik etkisi.

I've gone and hired myself out. I've hired myself out to Death.