Quotes About Death

Yet it is tough knowing that the only time souls will ever be equal is when we die and meet the Lord.

Dying is easy. Comedy is difficult.

Why a slow death in a strange country if you can die on the threshold of your own house? Refugees don't exist. Only blown away people exist, people blown by the wind all over the world.

How strange this silent longing for death, as if you could make the sun not come up, the world's wheeling and wheeling its seasons like a cruel continuation of stubborn force.

The great black scavenger flies parallel now, each of us speeding, intently and driven, toward what we've been taught to do with death.

As Rollo's death drew near, he went mad and had a hundred Christian prisoners beheaded in front of him in honour of the gods whom he had worshipped, and in the end distributed a hundred pounds of gold around the churches in honour of the true God in whose name he had accepted baptism.

They fought man to man with their swords, even their sword grips; they thrust, stabbed, hacked, striking at limbs and bodies with axes, clubs, spears, and poles. The shadow of death descended on many eyes; its darkness overtook many who would never again see father, mother, sisters and neighbors, while others sank down in the hurly-burly with shattered limbs or other severe wounds.

we don't know he's dead do we? Have we seen a body? Has anyone told us he's dead?" I didn't say anything," he protested. Then don't look at me like I'm crazy. If I'm wrong,let me be wrong , let me be crazy,

He who is completely sanctified, or cleansed from all sin, and dies in this state, is fit for glory.

We live among the dead until we join them,

I had never understood before the invisibility of a human. How what we take to be a person is in fact a spirit we can never see. Not until I sat in that room, with the dead vehicle that had carried my brother through his life, and for which I had always mistaken him.

Cancer is the worst way for a fictional wife to die.

And you could always tell ginger plants whose tap root had penetrated a corpse: the blooms were large, iridescent yellow, and it was hard to jerk loose a plant whose roots had hooked a rib below.

Nonc's pretty okay with the man's death, but the notion that he'll never get dressed again, that he's to die in a gown, seems strange and impossible.

The truth is, though, that you don't need to die to know what it's like to be a ghost.

Ty mnie zabi?e?! - ty mnie nauczy?e? czyta?! W pi?knych ksi?gach i pi?knym przyrodzeniu czyta?! Ty dla mnie ziemi? piek?em zrobi?e? (z ?alem i u?miechem) i rajem! (mocniej i ze wzgard?) A to jest tylko ziemia!

Serce usta?o, pier? ju? lodowata, ?ci??y si? usta i oczy zawar?y; Na ?wiecie jeszcze, lecz ju? nie dla ?wiata! Có? to za cz?owiek? - Umar?y.

Today Gustaw has died, today Konrad was born

Je?li, ?a?uj?c ?mierci dobrego dziedzica, Lud zakupion? ?wiec? stawia mu na grobie, W cieniach wieczno?ci ja?niej b?yszczy si? ta ?wiéca Ni? tysi?c lamp w niech?tnej palonych ?a?obie.

Skutki sza?u, Albo mo?e kuglarstwo? - S? kosztowne bronie, Których ostrze przenika i a? w duszy tonie; Przecie? widomie nie uszkodz? cia?u. Tak? broni? po dwakro? zosta?em przebity... (po pauzie z u?miechem) Tak? broni? za ?ycia s? oczy kobiéty, (ponuro) A po ?mierci grzesznika cierpi?cego skrucha!

Bo s?uchajmy i zwa?my u siebie, ?e wed?ug bo?ego rozkazu: Kto za ?ycia cho? raz by? w niebie, Ten po ?mierci nie trafi od razu.

The language of the King James Bible is the language of patriarchy, of an instructed order, of richness as a form of beauty, of authority as a form of good; the New English Bible is motivated by the opposite, an anxiety not to bore or intimidate. It is driven, in other words, by the desire to please and, in that way, is a form of language which has died.

the first objects to be designed with the sole purpose of killing another person.

The purity of death holds no attraction for the Homeric Greeks. Their world is one in which the felt, sensed and shared reality, the reality of the human heart, is the only one worth having.