Quotes About Death

Si moría esa noche, sólo ella sabría el horror de su muerte y el horror de su vida frente al asesino que la acechaba desde el rincón más remoto de su memoria.

These people know the reality and laugh at it. Such laughter has little concern with what is funny. It is often bitter and sometimes a little mad, for it is the laugh under the mask of tragedy, and also the laughter that masks tears. They are the same. It is the laughter of people who value love and friendship and plenty, who have lived with terror and death and hate. - , Return to Laughter (1954)

Each organism raises its head over a field of corpses, smiles into the sun, and declares life good.

La morte quale minaccia è la moneta del potere. Qui è facile mettere una moneta sull'altra e accumulare enormi capitali. Chi vuole riuscire ad aggredire il potere deve guardare negli occhi senza timore il comando e trovare i mezzi per sottrargli la sua spina.

Se muere con demasiada facilidad. Morir debería ser mucho más difícil. PDH

The dead man has no place in Parliament; he cannot bequeath his membership and he can never know for certain who will succeed him after his death.

Ben poco del male che si può dire dell'uomo e dell'umanità io non l'ho detto. E tuttavia l'orgoglio che provo per essa é ancora così grande che solo una cosa io odio veramente: il suo nemico, la morte.

It was pitch dark. I could hear only the violin, and it was as though Juliek's soul were the bow. He was playing his life. The whole of his life was gliding on the strings--his last hopes, his charred past, his extinguished future. He played as he would never play again...When I awoke, in the daylight, I could see Juliek, opposite me, slumped over, dead. Near him lay his violin, smashed, trampled, a strange overwhelming little corpse.

Only fanatics — in religion as well as in politics — can find a meaning in someone else's death.

The stars were only sparks of the fire which devoured us. Should that fire die out one day, there would be nothing left in the sky but dead stars, dead eyes.

Life is really fascinated only by death. It vibrates only when it comes in contact with death.

Next to him lay his violin, trampled, an eerily poignant little corpse.

Torture is the act of making someone die a slow death, making the prisoner die several times.

No commandment surpasses the one concerning the liberation of hostages, for they are among the starving, the thirsting, the stripped, always in danger of death.

The condemned man's traditional last meal is a joke," I said loudly, "a joke in the worst possible taste, an insult to the corpse that he is about to be. What does a man care if he dies with an empty stomach?" The

Dead souls have more to say than living ones.

The opposite of life is not death, it's indifference

The opposite of LOVE is not hate, it's indifference. The opposite of ART is not ugliness, it's indifference. The opposite of FAITH is not heresy, it's indifference. And the opposite of LIFE is not DEATH, it's indifference

Because of indifference, one dies before one actually dies.

Night. No one prayed, so that the night would pass quickly. The stars were only sparks of the fire which devoured us. Should that fire die out one day, there would be nothing left in the sky but dead stars, dead eyes.

How are we ever to disarm evil and abolish death as a means to an end? How are we ever to break the cycle of violence and rage? Can terror coexist with justice? Does murder call for murder, despair for revenge? Can hate engender anything but hate?

Every murder is a suicide.

How are we ever to disarm evil and abolish death as a means to an end? How are we ever to break the cycle of violence and rage? Can terror coexist with justice? Does murder call for murder, despair for revenge? Can hate engender anything but hate? The

Death," Kalman, the grizzled master, told me, "is being without. arms or legs or mouth or head; it is all eyes. If you ever meet a. creature with eyes everywhere, you can be sure it is death.