Quotes About Death

life as it is only known on the very point of death.

Rosse eran le labbra, lo sguardo forte, gialle come l'oro le chiome torte, bianca la pelle qual lebbra fatale, l'Incubo era lei, VITA-NELLA-MORTE, che fredda addensa il sangue mortale.

We could not bear to live alone! We needed our little company! A wilderness of mortals surrounded us, groping, blind, preoccupied, and the brides and bridegrooms of death.

I doubt now there is any power on earth that can truly reclaim what death steals.

Do I live? Or am I walking always in death, forever in love with time?

I would have given you my secrets the first I came with you to this house. I told you then that such a place could draw you out of eternity, that it was as the castles of old. Remember the patterns, Julien, the graceful battlements. And through the mist you will see them, distinct. But you would not have my lessons then. Will you have them now? I know you. You are alive. You didn't want to hear about death.

fancy traps to capture a past that had never existed, to create a feeling of solidity for people who lived moment to moment in a fear of death bordering on hysteria.

I had slain all sense of time.

We immortals, we have no choice but to make a companion of grief, for all the things to which we bear witness, none is more frequent than death.

How alien all humans seemed, and how hopeless their plight. Cursed as he was, he could not die, but death was breathing on all of them.

el dolor se hallaba en todas partes, que formaba parte del proceso de la vida en la misma medida que el nacimiento y la muerte.

I could feel my blood rush towards my Master, towards his thirst, and my inevitable death.

When it comes to death, I fear I shall be met by nothing, but I hope I will be embraced by everything.

Tiny pinpoints of light, pulsing, and connected to the white figure, and almost beautiful, the sight of it, except it was so sad. Oh, poor souls of all the Dead guys locked in indestructible matter unable to grow old or die.

But truly, who has greater power than the god of death?

How many times have you, the magician, reached out for the lonely soul? You have no right to call those between life and death.

If ever a creature was earthbond, it's the vampire. We're wed, soul and body, hopelessly. Only the most painful death by fire can rip that bond.

In time I conceieved another love naturally, a love for a mortal boy Daniel, to whom Louis had poured out his story, published under the absurd title Interview with the Vampire, whom I later made into a vampire for the same reasons that Marius had made me so long ago: the boy who had been my faithful mortal companion, and only sometimes an intolerable nuisance, was about to die.

I saw her shimmering face for an instant; she came towards me; I thought this is death again, this is death coming, the woods and the wolves coming, and no place to hide, and then my eyes closed.

That is one of the worst aspects of evil, that it always involves the death of possible good, always proceeds from the destruction of something that might have been so much better.

The ones we love become our burdens in death, and this is how we remain connected to them.

Louis seemed an angel of death come to the window.

Deeply encased in snow, I couldn't move and couldn't see, save what my mind could see if I chose to use it, and wishing to die, I used nothing

all you have to lose in death, no matter how long you've lived, is the present moment in which you die.