Quotes About Death

I couldn't believe that I was going to die from being slowly eaten alive by chained-up elderly ladies who thought they were vampires. I'd always kind of figured that I would go peacefully in my sleep, after my wife dropped an anvil on my head.

You have to learn how to die if you wanna be alive.

God, but the coast here was painfully beautiful, the dark lush greens of the fir trees piercing his brain, the half-raging sky and sea, the surge of salt water against the rocks twinned to the urgent wash of blood through his arteries as he waited for her to kill him or hear him out. Seditious thoughts: there would be nothing too terrible about dying out here, about becoming part of all of this.

Do you understand? Nothing thrives without being broken. Nothing exists without being dead first.

The word "Annihilation" was followed by "help induce immediate suicide." We had all been given self-destruct buttons, but the only one who could push them was dead.

And a soul is just a delusion that lives in the body. No delusion survives death. Death is more honest than that.

Let me tell you what happens when you burn a person's body, pull out all of his teeth, glue his head to a plate, and shove a bomb in his ear. You become that person's object of undying hatred.

Because dead things felt only love for the universe.

What is too much to bear? Not being alive is too much to bear.

In the city, the line between nightmare and reality was fluid, just as the context of the words killer and death had shifted over time. Perhaps Mord was responsible. Perhaps we all were.

A quell'epoca, io stavo cercando l'oblio, e cercavo in quei volti assenti, anonimi, anche nei più penosamente familiari, una specie di innocua fuga. Una morte che non significasse essere morti.

This was really the only thing I discovered in him after his return: a deep and unending solitude, as if he had been granted a gift that he didn't know what to do with. A gift that was poison to him and eventually killed him. But would it have killed me?

But then what? What occurs after revelation and paralysis? Either death or a slow and certain thawing. A returning to the physical world.

Dead astronauts were no different than living astronauts. Neither could shed their skin. Neither could ever become part of what they journeyed through. Suits were premade coffins. Space was the grave. Better to think of yourself as dead already. There was freedom in that; liberated the mind to roam quadrants farther than the body.

But there would come a terrible and obliterating day when beauty was the only thing that mattered, and it mattered little if the pure part of beauty was blood. And on that day, the globes embedded in the walls hurt to look upon because the price paid for the wonders displayed within was too high. It had become a death cult, under a veneer of what was inevitable and necessary, and anything else was illogical.

That which dies shall still know life in death for all that decays is not forgotten and reanimated shall walk the world in a bliss of not-knowing Ã¢â'¬Â¦

in death, he is not even the ghost he was in life.

Think what you like. There are people who die by remaining alive and others who gain life by dying.

The line between life and death is not thicker than an eyelid.

Physical pain always mimes death and the infliction of physical pain is always a mock execution.

For a time neither the man nor the woman could speak. There was nothing in their humdrum, habit-smoothed tilling of the soil and washing of pots and pans to prepare them for a scene like this- a moonlight barn, a strange dead man, and that dead man;s son babbling of brooks and squirrels and playing jigs on a fiddle for a dirge. At last, however, Simeon found his voice.

Lo más importante de esta vida era que moríamos. Morían todas las personas que iban al mercado, y todas las que vivían dentro de las casas. También morían las señoras que les daban de comer a los cisnes, en Sidney.

Lo más importante de esta vida era que moríamos.

El amor no existe. Existe sólo un mundo que trabaja, que va, que viene, que gana dinero, que usa reloj, que cuenta los minutos y los centavos y acaba podrido en un agujero, con una piedra encima que lleva el nombre del desdichado.