Quotes About Death

but from here on I want more crazy mourning, more howl, more keening -from "A Woman Dead in Her Forties

The friend I can trust is the one who will let me have my death. The rest are actors who want me to stay and further the plot.

We ourselves can die with comfort and even with joy if we know that death is but a passport to blessedness, that this intellect, freed from all material chains, shall rise and shine.

Death is the last enemy: once we've got past that I think everything will be alright.

I get asked, 'What do you miss most about being a pastor?' I think it's the intimacy, the incredible gift of intimacy. You go through death with somebody, with their families, and there's an intimacy that comes through that that is just incomparable.

I have had patients die because of lack of insurance.

But learn that to die is a debt we must all pay.

My father was in terrible pain towards the end because of his bed sores, and he did go into hospice, and I think that was better in some ways. You know, I think his death was peaceful, and it was all right. He was just in terrible pain.

The world is put back by the death of every one who has to sacrifice the development of his or her peculiar gifts to conventionality.

There's a lot of modern stuff I really dig, like Melechesh or Italian death metal like Hour Of Penance and Bloodtruth.

When your mother dies in your arms, your perception of life changes. I think the whole thing is just a fleeting illusion.

Finality is death. Perfection is finality. Nothing is perfect. There are lumps in it.

Guilt is perhaps the most painful companion of death.

At the end of 'Afterlife' - hmm, how do I do this without spoilers - Skye took a very strange journey that crossed the boundary between life and death. And now, for her, that boundary is permanently blurred.

Il n'y a pas de Dieu, il n'y a pas de morale, rien n'existe de tout ce qu'on nous a enseigné à respecter; il y a une vie qui passe, à laquelle il est logique de demander le plus de jouissance possible, en attendant l'épouvante finale qui est la mort.

Prime?te-acum de ziua tristei s?rb?tori potirul meu cu lacrimi,bra?ul meu de flori, s? fii în moarte,vie-numai trandafiri...

Vegheaz? umbr?-a ??rnii,umbr? ca de iad, deschi?i tu ochi-mi legi cu lan? de fier...?i cad în pat p?truns de mii de suli?i în m?nunchi... ?i ca s?-mi pot goni durerea- vino,moarte... Ha,moarte,port la ??rmul viselor de?arte, îngroap?-m suferin?a rogu-te-n genunchi...

Never thought I'd see the day when Death was denied. That leaves taxes as the only certainty.

Man is the one creature on Earth who knows he will die, and that is an appalling intellectual burden.

There was one question, however, which Inciarte had asked him and he could not answer. Why was it that he had lived while others had died? What purpose had God in making this selection? What sense could be made out of it? 'None,' replied Father Andrés. 'There are times when the will of God cannot be understood by our human intelligence. There are things which in all humility we must accept as a mystery.

It is meat,' he said. 'That's all it is. The souls have left their bodies and are in heaven with God. All that is left here are the carcasses, which are no more human beings than the dead flesh of the cattle we eat at home.

I was appalled when I realized how quickly they went through sugar, and understood their many missing teeth (Tolya calls it 'white death', the white man's revenge for the black death, which had come to Europe in the Middle Ages from Siberia).

Either death is a state of nothingness and utter unconsciousness, or, as men say, there is a change and migration of the soul from this world to another… Now if death be of such a nature, I say that to die is to gain; for eternity is then only a single night.

No one knows whether death is really the greatest blessing a man can have, but they fear it is the greatest curse, as if they knew well.