Quotes About Death

But mostly I felt filled with horror. I was haunted by what I now knew. How could you live each day knowing that you were simply whiling away the days until your own death? How could this man whose skin I had felt that morning under my fingers – warm, and alive – choose to just extinguish himself? How could it be that, with everyone's consent, in six months' time that same skin would be decaying under the ground?

Do you know how it feels to resign yourself to your fate? It is almost welcome. There was to be no more pain, no more fear, no more longing. It is the death of hope that comes as the greatest relief." The Girl You Left Behind

He kissed her and it was a kiss of utter certainty, the kind of kiss during which monarchs die and whole continents fall without your even noticing.

The Grum's Ledger is a tale of regret. In real life, there was no happy ending. Alexander Grum died alone because he was afraid to seize love and risk and all the unknowns that go with it. He chose certainty- and it was his ruin.

We die every day," Kit said. "It's called being human.

For men and women alike, this journey is a the trajectory between birth and death, a human life lived. No one escapes the adventure. We only work with it differently.

I understood, as I had explored in this book, that death is not just an end, but sometimes a beginning, a part of life. It can be a gift. You grieve what you love. You love what you grieve.

Death had come to be treated too often like lost points in a video game.

To die with dignity does not require company

I had a therapist once who told me the death of a loved one is the most common cause of a teenager going over the edge. Divorce is next.

McVeigh's lawyer got him the death penalty, which, quite frankly, I could have done.

But I was not really shown how to take up my cross and actually follow Christ. The crisis of American Christianity basically boils down to this failure. I still don't claim to know how to walk the way of the cross or the path of resurrection very well. But I think that the quest to do so is still at the heart of a meaningful faith. What does it look like to live sacrificially but also incarnationally? Christ was God incarnate, made flesh. How do we walk through death to life, here, now?

Sartre's remark: "Tomorrow, after my death, certain people may decide to establish fascism, and the others may be cowardly or miserable enough to let them get away with it. At that moment, fascism will be the truth of man, and so much the worse for us. In reality, things will be as much as man has decided they are."1

The natural state of mankind is grinding poverty punctuated by horrific violence terminating with an early death.

De gör oss hetero igen efter vi dött. För annars vet de inte hur de skall sörja oss. Oss och våra misslyckade liv.

Ak, visa, k? davei, trokštu išgyventi, kiekvien? daikt? ir poj?t? - vis? save ir pasaul? - kol ateis mirtis, kol ateis kita.

People were rushing by, all hurrying to die

I didn't think I was in a morbid mood, but it appears I am. My mind goes round and round trying to figure things out, but I always come back to the same two things: Loneliness and Death. Life ends before we figure anything out, most importantly how not to be lonely. Solitude is fine. But feeling like you have no one to love - abject lonliness - is not alright.

Death doesn't make you sad- it makes you empty. That's what's so bad about it. All of your charms and beliefs and funny habits fall fast through a big black hole, and suddenly you know they're gone because just as suddenly, there's nothing left at all inside.

Death, in many guises, is one of the by-products of neoliberalism: when people have nothing further that can be taken from them, whether resources or labor or power, they are quite simply disposable.

One of the many reasons human cultures have long associated sleep with death is that they each demonstrate the continuity of the world in our absence.

He calls on world leaders to quit their dithering, and to respond to the threat of epidemic as if it were a tough adversary that can be beaten, rather than an adversary that inevitably leads to massive sickness and death.

He who has no religious affection, is in a state of spiritual death, and is wholly destitute of the powerful, quickening, saving influences of the Spirit of God upon his heart.

It is no security to wicked men for one moment, that there are no visible means of death at hand. 'Tis no security to a natural man, that he is now in health, and that he don't see which way he should now immediately go out of the world by any accident, and that there is no visible danger in any respect in his circumstances.