Quotes About Death

Pez –dijo en voz alta pero suavemente–, seguiré contigo hasta la muerte.

Si-apoi, se gândi batrânul, toata lumea omoara pe toata lumea într-un fel sau altul. Pescuitul ma omoara în aceeasi masura în care ma tine în viata.

A coward dies a thousand times, but a brave man only once

sentía la soledad de muerte que llega al cabo de cada día de la vida que uno ha desperdiciado.

I said, 'Who killed him?' and he said 'I don't know who killed him, but he's dead all right,' and it was dark and there was water standing in the street and no lights or windows broke and boats all up in the town and trees blown down and everything all blown and I got a skiff and went out and found my boat where I had her inside Mango Key and she was right only she was full of water.

Whether one has fear of it or not, one's death is difficult to accept.

Then he raised his hand as he faced the bull and commanded him to go down with the death that he had placed inside him. Bitter lines around the mouth are the first sign of defeat.

Zaten her ÅŸey ÅŸu ya da bu biçimde baÅŸka bir ÅŸeyi öldürmekle meÅŸgul.

The only place where you could see life and death, i.e., violent death now that the wars were over, was in the bull ring and I wanted very much to go to Spain where I could study it.

L'amore è l'amore e il divertimento è divertimento. Ma c'è sempre un tale silenzio quando muore un pesciolino rosso.

Tengo miedo de morir.

I am afraid to die, Pilar,' he said. 'Tengo miedo de morir. Dost thou understand?' " 'Then get out of bed,' I said to him. 'There is not room in one bed for me and thee and thy fear all together.

and I felt the death loneliness that comes at the end of every day that is wasted in your life

Quando começou o Inverno, a chuva tornou-se permanente, e com a chuva veio a cólera. Mas foi dominada, e só matou sete mil homens do exército.

Dying is only bad when it takes a long time and hurts so much that it humiliates you.

He is performing a work of art and he is playing with death, bringing it closer, closer, closer, to himself, a death that you know is in the horns because you have the canvas-covered bodies of the horses on the sand to prove it. He gives the feeling of his immortality, and, as you watch it, it becomes yours. Then when it belongs to both of you, he proves it with the sword.

Well, I knew I would not be killed. Not in this war. It did not have anything to do with me. It seemed no more dangerous to me myself than war in the movies. I wished to God it was over though. Maybe it would finish this summer.

His father had dealt so lightly with evil, giving it no chance ever and denying its importance so that it had no status and no shape nor dignity. He treated evil like an old entrusted friend, David thought, and evil, when she poxed him, never knew she'd scored. His father was not vulnerable he knew and, unlike most people he had known, only death could kill him.

So far, about morals, I know only that what is moral is what you feel good after and what is immoral is what you feel bad after and judged by these moral standards, which I do not defend, the bullfight is very moral to me because I feel very fine while it is going on and have a feeling of life and death and mortality and immortality, and after it is over I feel very sad but very fine.

Those who have entered it honorably, and no men ever entered earth more honorably than those who died in Spain, already have achieved immortality.

E' la guerra dissi. In guerra è necessario mantenere la disciplina. E per vivere sotto quella disciplina noi dovremmo morire? Tanto senza disciplina moriremo tutti.

He had died in a trap that he had helped only a little to set, and they had all betrayed him in their various ways before he died. All sentimental people are betrayed so many times.

i looked at him and his marked-for-death look and i thought, you con man conning me with your con. i've seen a battalion in the dust on the road, a third of them for death or worse and no special marks on them, the dust for all, and you and your marked-for-death look, you con man, making a living out of your death. now you will con me. con not, that thou be not conned. death was not conning with him. it was coming all right.

like Ned was killed. We made her go and we hired