Quotes About Death

I think about death a lot, like I think we all do. I don't think of suicide as an option, but as fun. It's an interesting idea that you can control how you go. It's this thing that's looming, and you can control it.

And if you can't go to heaven, May you at least die in Ireland.

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You can't live the life you want, and you can't earn the death you think you deserve.

The machine captured that old sense of irony in death: you can know how it's going to happen, but you'll still be surprised when it does.

Progress! Progress through everybody dying and their kids eventually not caring who their parents hated!

Are you lucky because you lived to be old, or are you luckier because you died young? I believe you are luckier to have died young because than you do not have to spend a lifetime suffering in God's toilet. Heavens peace will conquer all the joys and emotions you experience on Earth, therefore it's much better to go to Heaven than to suffer a lifetime in a evil, corrupt, violent world.The longer your a resident of this Earth the more you cheat yourself out of Heaven's glory.

Dying in a war for America is like skydiving without a parachute, it's fucking foolish.

My soul is to just for this world, that is why I must die young and go to Heaven for eternity.

Alas, how can we help but mourn When hero bosoms yield their breath! A century itself may bear But once the flower of such a death.

Likes to fight, does he?" Sandra said thoughtfully. "Oh, yeah. He says there are only two reasons to fight." "Which are?" "Joy and death." Her mother's brows went up. "Joy in death?" "No, no... For joy, to stretch yourself with a friend; or death, to kill as quickly as you can. Nothing in between.

Tears won't saturate the dead and weeping will not raise him from his grave, if he has one. We should do for the living what we are unable to do for the dead.

The tyrant dies and his rule ends, the martyr dies and his rule begins.

Because of its tremendous solemnity death is the light in which great passions, both good and bad, become transparent, no longer limited by outward appearences.

Suicide is the holy right of a free man, the last affirmation of freedom.

War has brought inflation even to the graveyard.

God commands worship but doesn't five it. After having spent a few moments with nothingness, he gave life to existence ... but where is nothingness now? Like a mother it gave birth to existence and then died in childbirth.

Bana öyle geliyor ki, hakikaten yapabilece?imiz bir tek i? vard?r, o da ölmek. Bak, bunu yapabiliriz ve ancak bu takdirde irademizi tam bir ?ey yapmakta kullanm?? oluruz.

Tam ya?amaya ba?lad???m bu andan itibaren beni öldü says?nlar.

bana öyle geliyor ki, hakikaten yapabilece?imiz bir tek i? vard?r, o da ölmek. bak, bunu yapabiliriz ve ancak bu takdirde irademizi tam bir ?ey yapmakta kullanm?? oluruz. ben ne diye bu i?i yapm?yorum diyeceksin! demin söyledim ya, müthi? bir gev?eklik içindeyim. ü?eniyorum.

bana öyle geliyor ki, hakikaten yapabilece?imiz bir tek i? vard?r, o da ölmek. bak, bunu yapabiliriz ve ancak bu takdirde irademizi tam bir ?ey yapmakta kullanm?? oluruz. ben ne diye bu i?i yapm?yorum diyeceksin! demin söyledim ya, müthi? bir gev?eklik içindeyim. ü?eniyorum. atalet kanunu icab? sürüklenip gidiyorum. eeeeh.

bana öyle geliyor ki, hakikaten yapabilece?imiz bir tek i? vard?r, o da ölmek. bak, bunu yapabiliriz ve ancak bu takdirde irademizi tam bir ?ey yapmakta kullanm?? oluruz. ben ne diye bu i?i yapm?yorum diyeceksin! demin söyledim ya, müthi? bir gev?eklik içindeyim. ü?eniyorum. atalet kanunu icab? sürüklenip gidiyorum.

Division is the precursor of death.

Listen carefully, and don't panic." With his eyes still on that wretched spot behind her, he slid his right hand slowly to the hilt of his saber. "What am I not supposed to be panicking about?" she snapped. He was scaring her to death, the wretch, and probably for nothing!