Quotes About Death

The person with life-and-death decisions to make must make decisions or remain caught in the pendulum. Paul had always said that stasis was the most dangerous of those things which were not natural. The only permanence was fluid. Change was all that mattered.

Korku katilidir akl?n. Korku, mutlak y?k?m getiren küçük ölümdür.

Avere i primi, vaghi sospetti della propria mortalità, significa conoscere l'inizio del terrore; esser coscienti, oltre ogni dubbio, che si è mortali, significa aver conosciuto la fine del terrore.

EÄŸer kesinlik, mutlak bir geleceÄŸi mutlak olarak bilmekse, bu yaln?zca k?l?k deÄŸiÅŸtirmiÅŸ ölümdür!

A certain amount of killing has always been an arm of business

He saw people. He felt the heat and cold of uncounted probabilities. He knew names and places, experienced emotions without number, reviewed data of innumerable unexplored crannies. There was time to probe and test and taste, but no time to shape. The thing was a spectrum of possibilities from the most remote past to the most remote future—from the most probable to the most improbable. He saw his own death in countless ways. He saw new planets, new cultures. People. People.

Our civilization could well die of indifference within it before succumbing to external attack.

Lord, are you telling me that you are not really a god? I am telling you that I do not play hide-and-seek with death.

What's law? Control? Law filters chaos and what drips through? Serenity? Law—our highest ideal and our basest nature. Don't look too closely at the law. Do, and you'll find the rationalized interpretations, the legal casuistry, the precedents of convenience. You'll find the serenity, which is just another word for death.

The universe neither threatens nor promises. It holds things beyond our sway: the fall of a meteor, the eruption of a spiceblow, growing old and dying. These are the realities of this universe and they must be faced regardless of how you feel about them. You cannot fend off such realities with words. They will come at you in their own wordless way and then, then you will understand what is meant by "life and death.

When force closes the mouth of inquiry," Duncan said, "that is the death of civilization.

profound drive shared by all creatures who are faced with death—the drive to seek immortality through progeny.

Where Thufir Hawat goes, death and deceit follow." "You malign him." "Malign? I praise him. Death and deceit are our only hopes now.

O que é a lei? Controle? A lei filtra o caos e o que passa por ela? A serenidade? A lei: nosso ideal mais elevado e nossa natureza mais baixa. Não observe a lei muito de perto. Se o fizer, encontrará as interpretações racionalizadas, o casuísmo legal, os precedentes da conveniência. Encontrará a serenidade, que é só mais um sinônimo de morte.

Law—our highest ideal and our basest nature. Don't look too closely at the law. Do, and you'll find the rationalized interpretations, the legal casuistry, the precedents of convenience. You'll find the serenity, which is just another word for death.

How excellent! And if you handed one of them the complete scenario of his life, the unvarying dialogue up to his moment of death- what a hellish gift that's be. What other boredom! Every living instant he be replaying what he knew absolutely. No deviation. He could anticipate every response every utterance over and over and over and over and over and…

Frica ucide mintea. Frica este moartea m?runt?, purt?toarea desfiin??rii totale.

The master says it's a glorious thing to die for the Faith and Dad says it's a glorious thing to die for Ireland and I wonder if there's anyone in the world who would like us to live. My brothers are dead and my sister is dead and I wonder if they died for Ireland or the Faith. Dad says they were too young to die for anything. Mam says it was disease and starvation and him never having a job. Dad says, Och, Angela, puts on his cap and goes for a long walk

A job is death without dignity.

The master says it's a glorious thing to die for the Faith and Dad says it's a glorious thing to die for Ireland and I wonder if there's anyone in the world who would like us to live. My brothers are dead and my sister is dead and I wonder if they died for Ireland or the Faith.

The master says it's a glorious thing to die for the Faith and Dad says it's a glorious thing to die for Ireland and I wonder if there's anyone in the world who would like us to live. My brothers are dead and my sister is dead and I wonder if they died for Ireland or the Faith. Dad says they were too young to die for anything. Mam says it was disease and starvation and him never having a job. Dad says, Och, Angela, puts on his cap and goes for a long walk.

I want to tell them I won't be able to die for the Faith because I'm already booked to die for Ireland.

El maestro dice que morir por la Fe es una cosa gloriosa, y papá dice que morir por Irlanda es una cosa gloriosa, y yo me pregunto si hay en el mundo alguien que quiera que vivamos.

In ten years, I've never felt so calm. So right. This would be a fine death. . . A fine death. But there are the thousands to think of. . . and Harvey. . . I have to know.