Quotes About Death

ritual heightens grief, makes it momentous, enforces concentration on its object who is yet gone for so short a time that it is unimaginable that he will not come back – the conviction of death's certainty is founded on prolonged exposure to absence rather than on the presence of the meat in the coffin or on bearing witness to the agent (physical or chemical, alien or quisling, sudden or chronic) of that immeasurable change.

wondering, not for the first time, if there was a kind of dark bliss built into dementia: an immunity from death and abandonment, a way of fixing a point in time so that nothing can change, nothing can be rewritten, no one can leave.

In Jesus' death we see the willingness of God to enter into our suffering as a sacrifice for sin. In his resurrection we see the power of God to overcome the effects of sin.

It is clear that the crusade imposed on its participants extraordinary stresses. In an alien environment they experienced not only the perils of warfare, but also inflation, poverty, starvation, disease and death. They were often frightened and homesick. The knights among them were humiliated as they lost status without their arms and horses. Most of the leaders had nagging financial worries. It is not hard to understand their obsession with horses and their desire for loot.

You don't want to be killed. I don't either. But wouldn't you rather die once than die every day of your life?

Poverty is not, in Judaism, a blessed condition. It is, the rabbis said, "a kind of death"3 and "worse than fifty plagues" (Bava Batra 116a). They said, "Nothing is harder to bear than poverty, because he who is crushed by poverty is like one to whom all the troubles of the world cling and upon whom all the curses of Deuteronomy have descended. If all other troubles were placed on one side and poverty on the other, poverty would outweigh them all.

I thought about all of the things that everyone ever says to each other, and how everyone is going to die, whether it's in a millisecond, or days, or months, or 76.5 years, if you were just born. Everything that's born has to die, which means our lives are like skyscrapers. The smoke rises at different speeds, but they're all on fire, and we're all trapped.

You speak to Quattrocchi and he's dead. You visit Étienne Chaudron and he's dead—" "I don't know anything about that!" I bolted up, knocking my chair to the floor.

The toledot of the heavens and earth (Genesis 2:4–4:26) starts with the high point of the creation of man and woman, and the ordination of marriage. But not too long after that, the First Couple, Adam and Eve, sinned, and brought death into the world.

All billions-of-years views place death before sin. It's hard to overstate the importance of this. These views teach that almost as soon as living things arose, they also died. However, the first recorded death of a biblically living creature (Hebrew nephesh chayy?h64) occurred after Adam and Eve sinned, when

Parallels between the veteran's words and Achilles' are inescapable. During berserk rage, the friend is constantly alive; letting go of the rage lets him die.

Burned and squashed to death in a silver vat of soup. There must be worst ways to go. But not many.

Death is fugitive; even when you're watching for it, the actual instant somehow slips between your fingers. You don't get that sudden drop of the head you see in movies. Instead you simply sit there, waiting for something to happen, and all at once you realize you've missed it.

This is what the Problem means," he went on. "This is the effect it has. Lives lost, loved ones taken before their time. And then we hide our dead behind iron walls and leave them to the thorns and ivy. We lose them twice over, Lucy. Death's not the worst of it. We turn our faces away.

Mum's dead." "I'm sorry," Lockwood said. A shrug of bony shoulders. "The good news is, she hasn't risen again. So far." There was a silence. "Try the cake," George said. "It's good.

What kind of life was it, to sit dumbly in the dark, in living fear of death? Better to go out and face it, head-on.

This was how you did it. This was how your spirit stayed strong. This was how you looked death in the eye and defied it.

What I mean is, we're not necessarily going to run into trouble here. Despite its history of violent death.

Death is fugitive; even when you're watching for it, the actual instant slips between your fingers. You don't get that sudden drop of the head you see in movies. Instead you simply sit there, waiting for something to happen, and all at once you realize you've missed it. Times to move along now, nothing to see. Nothing to see there ever again.

Wenn man schon eines grässlichen Todes sterben muss, sollte man wenigstens einen stilvollen Abgang hinlegen.

Istared at George's body.

Did it talk about the afterlife?' George said eagerly. His eyes shone bright behind his spectacles. 'That's the big one. That's what everyone wants. What happens after death. Immortality... The fate of the human soul...' I took a deep breath. 'It said you were fat.

But death, in the end, had not come. Bartimeaus had instead.

La luna risplende sui cadaveri dei vostri compagni. Gli sciacalli portano nella tana le loro teste perché vi giochino i cuccioli.»