Quotes About Death

One can experience an unconditional affirmation of life only when one has accepted death, not as contrary to life, but as an aspect of it.

God is an exalted man. Some people are troubled over the statements of the Prophet Joseph Smith... that our Father in heaven at one time passed through a life and death and is an exalted man.

Sometimes death is proof of life. Sometimes decay points out a certain verve.

Life's what's important. Walking, houses, family. Birth and pain and joy - and then death.

I don't think people ever were free of fear of death, but clinging to life and being so unprepared for it is a modern experience.

Man is truly born the time he dies.

I would say my life experience has involved dealing with people very close to me that have died.

What takes more guts? To fight for your own life at any cost—or prove that you're willing to lose it?

There are no medicines to bring a dead thing back to life.

The Summer had died peacefully in its sleep, and Autumn, as soft-spoken executrix, was locking life up safely until Spring came to claim it.

Life is going forth; death is returning home.

Man at his birth is supple and tender, but in death, he is rigid and hard. Thus, suppleness and tenderness accompany life, but rigidity and hardness accompany death.

The hard and stiff are death's companions. The soft and weak are life's companions.

Life and death in a relationship depend on attitudes.

I'd killed him in the end, but revenge only makes things all better in the movies. In real life, once the villain is dead the trauma lives on inside the victims.

Let me tell you something about dying: it's not as bad as they says. it's the coming-back-to-life part that hurts.

Begin thinking of death and you are no longer sure of your life. It's a Hebrew proverb.

He who has a mistaken idea of life, will always have a mistaken idea of death.

Life insurance companies are failing to pay out death benefits when they know the person is dead, and they're claiming they don't know.

Our life is two fold Sleep hath its own world, A boundary between the things misnamed Death and existence Sleep hath its own world, And a wide realm of wild reality.

My prayer, my sacrifice, my life and my death is all for Allah, The Lord of The Worlds.

By protracting life, we do not deduct one jot from the duration of death.

Our life must once have end; in vain we fly From following Fate; e'en now, e'en now, we die.

If in life we are surrounded by death, so too in the health of our intellect by madness.