Quotes About Death

Knowledge does not outlive death. Wealth does.

FEAR OF DEATH LEADS TO two kinds of fears as it transforms all living creatures either into predator or prey. The fear of scarcity haunts the predator as it hunts for food; the fear of predation haunts the prey as it avoids being hunted. Nature has no favourites. Both the lion and the deer have to run in order to survive.

Arjuna, that which is born will die and that which will die will be born. So it is pointless to cling and mourn. —Bhagavad Gita: Chapter 2, Verse 27 (paraphrased).

When you make a tomb, make another tomb next to mine.' When asked why, he said, 'When my poet friend hears of my departure, he will come to me and want to die and be buried beside me.' 'But you have never met him. How do you know he will come?' 'I know him. And he knows me. He will come.' And the poet did come. And the two friends were buried next to each other.

What is the most amazing thing about the world? 'Every day creatures die, yet the rest live as if immortal.

Death will be the direct result of merits and demerits earned by living creatures in their lifetime. You will merely oversee the transition. The burden of death shall be borne by those who live.' Thus all creatures die not because of external factors but because of their own karma.

Vishnu stories in the Ramayana, Bhagavata and Mahabharata reveal how he experiences birth, death and even heartbreak. Both Ram and Krishna display human emotions, yearning for the beloved. Though God, Ram cannot be with Sita, Krishna cannot be with Radha. Yet they do not turn bitter, angry or vengeful. They love unconditionally.

Can you not see death as the friend and deliverer? It means stripping off that body which is tormenting you: like taking off a hairshirt or getting out of a dungeon. What is there to be afraid of? You have long attempted (and none of us does more) a Christian life. Your sins are confessed and absolved. Has this world been so kind to you that you should leave it with regret? There are better things ahead than any we leave behind. (117)

Robbery is not just the robbery of money or human flesh; it involves the soul murder of cultures which will soon die if they have no more songs to sing.

To me it was plain silly. It is so obvious that life works in terms of species rather than individuals. The individual just has to be born, to develop to the point at which it can procreate, and then to fall away into death to make way for its successors, and humans are no exception whatever they may fancy.

The greatest challenge of life is to not die before we die

And then Vaughn, too, lost the ability to speak. Or at least, she no longer heard it over the thunderous rush in her ears. She felt his hands on her shoulders, pulling her up and back out of the room, and he seemed to be shouting her name. Dark spots appeared in the corner of her vision. She choked and spluttered and stared into Vaughn's light brown eyes, until they were only things she could see. 'Breathe,' he ordered, and she did. Her lungs inflated, and she gasped., 'Mr. Boddy! He's dead!

This morning, at the custodial services meeting with doctor brown, where she informed the staff of Rusty's death, he'd felt sick. Not the usual, slow burning nausea of his life, but a deep, agonizing pain. As if everything were so twisted up inside and out, that there was no escape.

Make this quick," he told her. "And do not die. I have plans for you when we get back to Horngate. They will not be nearly as pleasant if you are a corpse.

Pain and guilt tore through him. His soul was bleeding to death. He stood there, waiting to die. How could he not? But such wounds were not fatal.

La muerte provoca muchos sentimientos pero el olvido no es uno de ellos. La muerte te arrebata la razón, pero los recuerdos y lo que sientes por esa persona, es exclusiva propiedad de quien se queda. Amor, odio o desilusión son sentimientos que no se alejan con la muerte.

Poor, darling fellow - he died of food. He was killed by the dinner table.

I feel ill," [Howl] announced. "I'm going to bed, where I may die.

This boy is dead now, I knew it before taking him in my arms, I can remember his face, his suffering, his voice.

possible. He has this attitude that nothing bad can happen to him, that he is protected in some way. I never have that feeling. Instead, I am certain my death is waiting for me around the next bend in the road.

Go ahead! Panic! " screamed Picchu from somewhere in the background. "Do it now and avoid the June rush! Fear death by water!

He narrowly avoided tragedy by dying.

Yet there is no acceptance to be found in my heart. This death is unfair. Ignoble, and not justifiable by any measure of rationale. No battle is worth this. No ideals, no political cause, and no bounty. Being here is a mistake. Dying is a mistake. Twenty-two years has not been enough. "--Luke, a Civil War soldier

Human societies are based on the human tendency to want things, and are geared to satisfying those wants: possessions or facilities to bring ease and personal satisfaction. The results are frequently disappointing, and always terminate in the embarrassing non sequitur of death.