Quotes About Death

fireflies were the souls of unbaptized dead infants.

Depression and despair accompanied the physical symptoms, and before the end "death is seen seated on the face.

When you kill somebody in the movies, it matters, whereas in literature it can be allegorical.

If Ahab had no weak places in his armour, the bow drawn at a venture would not have sent an arrow to him with death at the point. No bluebottles are bred where carrion is not found.

There is a crevice in Love's garden wall Where mandrakes thrive, with lilies rank and tall; Where stealthy Death peers through a purple veil In madmen's eyes, and strange worms crawl and crawl.

My friend, there is nothing to fear in death. It is no harder than a trip to a foreign country—the first trip—to one who has grown oldish and settled in the habits of his own more or less narrow corner of the world.

Sometimes I love thee so I wish thee dead. I would devour thy being as my bread; Would drain thy hidden veins dry, as of wine, Red drop by drop, for all my heart has bled!

Do not fear death; but stay on earth as long as you can.

Oh, kill me with thy kisses! Drain me dry Of pain and life, nor leave me breath to sigh; Yea, feed my spirit, starving at thy lips, Thy sweet perfidious poison ere I die!

I was dead for eight minutes, and much to my dismay there were no ascending rivers of light or descending angelic hosts including everybody I'd ever loved or any of those things. That wasn't happening. In fact all that was happening was just stone black darkness. I told Weir about it and he said, "well you just weren't dead enough." Always this criticism.

Pray for the repose of his soul. He was so tired.

The certainty of death is the spring of action and therefore of life, and in the implicit religious element in the work of art, life triumphs over death.

Death is the tyrant of the imagination.

If a man overdoses on Viagra, how do they get the casket lid shut?

Now death was a place, a place to which people disappeared forever when they died, a place that gradually sucked away the clarity of memory afterward for a similar one-way journey.

He told me, in case I shared the common notion that the old deserved death, it was hardly ever true. He had seen and heard a man recite verbatim five Damon Runyan stories, with beautiful gestures, and be cold dead in thirty minutes.

And what? Accidentally cuts off three fingers postmortem? 'Oops, oh, no, my girlfriend just died! Clumsy me, in trying to perform CPR, I chopped off some fingers! Guess I'll just take them with me.... Oh, darn, where did that middle finger go?

Not according to this," Jazz said, taking the report. "No evidence of sexual activity or anything like it." "Well, there's that," Howie said, sounding relieved. Jazz wondered at that - was it really so much better to be unmolested, but still murdered in a horrible fashion? To die in pain and terror, stripped, left in a field, your fingers cut off? But as long as you weren't raped, well, that was alright, then? Did it really matter at that point?

He wasn't just dead; he was severely dead. He was one of the deadest people Hughes had ever seen, and Hughes had seen quite a few.

At least he took the rest of the food I brought him. A growing boy fighting his insane father to the death has to keep the calorie count up there. Fighting to the death is sweaty work.

I'm going to die. This is how I'm going to die, and this is where I'm going to die. Because I did all the stupid things you yell at stupid people for doing in stupid movies.

I glimpsed the man's face with the shine of death on it. They laid him down there in the open. They had brought him there to be close to his death, I understood this also at the same moment. For who would wish to see a companion gasp his last on a jolting cart? We desire to keep the dying and the newly dead close before our eyes so as to give them full meed of pity. Our Lord was brought down to be pitied, on the Cross He was too far away.

Wilson had been killed by everybody. It was this that made his death special, the children had been told. It was justice, it was all the people showing how much they hated this crime. Killing was justice when everybody joined in.

Everyone focuses on the earthly state, but how cool might death be? I believe in spiritual rebirth, and I can't wait to experience that.