Quotes About Death

If we didn't find it, we could always pass out at the foot of some wall and sleep for an hour, if there was an hour left. In this business of getting killed, it's no use being picky and choosy … You've got to act as if life were going on, and that lie is the hardest part of it.

Ya no nos queda demasiada música dentro para hacer bailar a la vida: ahí esta. Toda la juventud ha ido a morir al fin del mundo en el silencio de la verdad. ¿Y adónde ir, fuera, decidme, cuando no llevas contigo la suma suficiente de delirio? La verdad es una agonía ya interminable. La verdad de este mundo es la muerte. Hay que escoger: morir o mentir. Yo nunca me he podido matar.

Personne ne lui résiste au fond à la musique. On n'a rien à faire avec son cÅ"ur, on le donne volontiers. Faut entendre au fond de toutes les musiques l'air sans notes, fait pour nous, l'air de la Mort.

Ž?l tikai, ka cilv?ki nomirst t?di maitas ar tik lieliem m?lest?bas ietaup?jumiem. Tie gluži vienk?rši neizn?k lauk?. M?lest?ba ir iestr?gusi, t? paliek iekš?, t? vi?iem neko nedod. M?lest?ba vi?us nobeidz – no iekšpuses.

Somos, por naturaleza, tan fútiles, que solo las distracciones pueden impedirnos de verdad morir.

When you have no imagination, dying is small beer; when you do have an imagination, dying is too much.

Etre seul, c'est s'entrainer a la mort.

A poor man in this world can be done to death in two main ways, by the absolute indifference of his fellows in peacetime or by their homicidal mania when there's a war.

How couldn't he understand what happened, how death could make one person take to bed and another person sit on a rock

The Tibetan Book of the Dead.

Death had snatched colour away with the Prince's life.

All that Ruby said was so horribly true, she was leaving everything she cared for. She had laid up her treasures on earth only. She had lived solely for the little things of life, the things that pass, forgetting the great things that go onward into eternity bridging the gulf between the two lives and making of death a mere passing of one dwelling to the other. From twilight to unclouded day. ...it was no wonder her soul clung in blind helplessness to the only things she knew and loved.

The white majesty of death had fallen on him and set him apart as one crowned.

Seus tesouros estavam todos guardados na Terra, pois vivera apena para os pequenos prazeres mundanos, as coisas efêmeras, e esqueceu-se das grandes coisas que seguem junto da alma até a eternidade e que constroem uma ponte sobre o hiato que há entre as duas vidas, fazendo da morte uma mera passagem entre tempos e lugares, como do anoitecer ao dia pleno

Genuinely normal people were the first to die. Surivors were the few individuals endowed with exceptional tough-mindedness and a certain insensitivity.

If, for example, you were to think more deeply about death, then it would be truly strange if, in doing so, you did not encounter new images, new linguistic fields.

There are two godheads: the world and my independent I. I am either happy or unhappy, that is all. It can be said: good or evil do not exist. A man who is happy must have no fear. Not even in the face of death. Only a man who lives not in time but in the present is happy.

Death is not an event of life. Death is not lived through. If by eternity is understood not endless temporal duration but timelessness, then he lives eternally who lives in the present. Our life is endless in the way that our visual field is without limit.

6.4311 Der Tod ist kein Ereignis des Lebens. Den Tod erlebt man nicht. Wenn man unter Ewigkeit nicht unendliche Zeitdauer, sondern Unzeitlichkeit versteht, dann lebt der ewig, der in der Gegenwart lebt.

The war saved my life. I don't know what I would have done without it. Now I should have the chance to be a decent human being, for I'm standing eye to eye with death.

Mi basterà, stai sicura, questa indifferenza, per aver coraggio, non già davanti a un uomo, che è nulla; ma davanti a tutti e sempre. Vivo in tal clima, cara che posso non curarmi di niente; della morte come della vita, figurati poi del ridicolo degli uomini e dei loro meschini giudizio. Non temere. Ho capito il giuoco.

Me ha parecido una suerte que me tuvieran por muerto? Pues bien: estoy muerto de verdad. ¿Muerto? Peor que muerto me lo ha recordado don Anselmo: los muertos ya no tienen que morirse, y yo sí, yo estoy todavía vivo para la muerte y muerto para la vida. En efecto, ¿qué vida puede ser la mía?

In the sense, that is, that the author who created us alive no longer wished, or was no longer able, materially to put us into a work of art. And this was a real crime, sir; because he who has had the luck to be born a character can laugh even at death. He cannot die. The man, the writer, the instrument of the creation will die, but his creation does not die. And to live for ever, it does not need to have extraordinary gifts or to be able to work wonders.

because he who has the luck to be born a character can laugh even at death