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Quotes About Death

Beware: At war Or at peace, More people die Of unenlightened self-interest Than of any other disease.
~ Octavia Butler
Death Is a great Change— Is life's greatest Change. We honor our beloved dead. As we mix their essence with the earth, We remember them, And within us, They live.
~ Octavia E. Butler
Grief hit like that. Something would remind us of the past, of home, of a person, and then we would remember that it was all gone. The person was dead or probably dead. Everything we'd known and treasured was gone.
~ Octavia E. Butler
More people die           Of unenlightened self-interest           Than of any other disease.
~ Octavia E. Butler
Così funziona. Quel Dio dell'Antico Testamento non contraddice il mondo in cui sono le cose adesso, ma assomiglia parecchio a Zeus. Sembra un uomo potentissimo che gioca con i suoi giocattoli come fanno i miei fratelli minori con i loro soldatini. Bang, Bang! Sette giocattoli cadono morti.
~ Octavia E. Butler
They consider it a sin to take any life, yet they kill and kill.
~ Octavia E. Butler
These were God's people come to bring the true faith to the cultist heathens. I suppose if some of the heathens died of it, that wasn't really very important.
~ Octavia E. Butler
Darkness Gives shape to the light As light Shapes the darkness. Death Gives shape to life As life Shapes death. The universe And God Share this wholeness, Each Defining the other. God Gives shape to the universe As the universe Shapes God.
~ Octavia E. Butler
Then … Rufus's fear of death calls me to him, and my own fear of death sends me home.
~ Octavia E. Butler
We give our dead To the orchards And the groves. We give our dead To life.
~ Octavia E. Butler
Per me i cadaveri sono disgustosi. Puzzano e se sono lì da un po' sono pieni di vermi. Ma in fondo che cosa importa? Sono morti. Non soffrono più e se non ti piacevano quando erano vivi, perché turbarsi tanto ora che sono morti? Cory è rimasta sconvolta. Se la prende con me perché condivido il dolore dei vivi, ma lei cerca di condividerlo con i morti.
~ Octavia E. Butler
L'avevo sentito morire e non ero morta. Avevo sentito il suo dolore come se fosse un essere umano, la sua vita divampare e spegnersi, eppure ero ancora viva.
~ Octavia E. Butler
La mia 'freddezza' lo turbava, ma lui non era un empatico e non capiva che per me il dolore era il male e la morte la fine del dolore. Per quel che mi riguardava, nessun verso della Bibbia poteva cambiare questa verità. Harry non capiva l'empatia, ma infondo perché avrebbe dovuto? La maggior parte della gente ne sapeva poco o niente.
~ Octavia E. Butler
The absolutes the eternitiesTheir outlying districtsAre not my themeI am hungry for life and for death alsoI know what I know and I write it.
~ Octavio Paz
Una civilización que niega a la muerte, acaba por negar a la vida.
~ Octavio Paz
Dime cómo mueres y te diré quien eres.
~ Octavio Paz
He only who has lived with the beautiful can die beautifully.
~ Okakura Kakuz?
The idea that everyone should have a house of his own is based on an ancient custom of the Japanese race, Shinto superstition ordaining that every dwelling should be evacuated on the death of its chief occupant.
~ Okakura Kakuz?
At birth he enters the realm of dreams only to awaken to reality at death.
~ Okakura Kakuzo
May we not die premature deaths; instead, may our troubles be limited to pangs of hunger. A man with life will find food to put in the stomach. If death doesn't kill the penis, it soon eats bearded meat.
~ Unknown
The death that kills a puppy first blinds him. The headstrong who won't listen will finally obey the summons of the death mat. The housefly who has nobody to advise it follows the corpse into the grave.
~ Unknown
after three years of war, a death from disease, even if it befell a public figure, had ceased being an event worth talking about.
~ Unknown
what doesn't begin with love and death and end in loneliness?
~ Unknown
In the feeble glimmer of that light, we spent a sleepless night, all thinking of the same thing, the death that was concealed across the threshold of the coming dawn. Although the wind blew in through the cracked windowpanes, we thought that we would suffocate. "Enemy" planes flew overhead. The eerie wail of sirens went through the camp. Finally, the pale day broke.
~ Unknown