Quotes About Death

You're critical of everyone. Oh, not everyone. Only everybody who's alive as well as most people who are dead. I feel quite neutral about anybody not yet born

The alluring stars in an apparently endless sky had, after all, been a disguise for the cloud of spirits. Ghosts perhaps could lie in death as well as creatures could lie in life.

A bird in the house is a sign someone will die soon.

And a recipe on this page. It says 'Of apples with black skin and white flesh: to fill the stomach with greed unto Death.

But all life is mystery, and death is a sister ot life, and so also mystery.

The idea that death is part of God's plan, for instance, is comforting to some — but for many, this idea either makes them angry at God, or guilt-ridden about what they or their loved ones did wrong to bring on his wrath.

And every time we hear people talk about Heaven or angels or past lives or their loved ones being in a better place and looking down on them right now, we're reminded: "Oh, yeah. We don't think that. We think that when we die, we die forever. We don't think our dead loved ones are with God. We think that they're fucking dead." We have to face death a little bit, every day of our lives. It's like an inoculation.

Death sucks — and it should. Life is precious, and we should treasure it, and mourn its loss.

For many grieving non-believers, the "comforts" of religion and religious views of death present a terrible choice: Either pretend to agree with ideas they reject and in many cases actively oppose — or open up about their non-belief, and start a potentially divisive argument at a time when they most need connection and comfort.

After someone's death, how strange to see the value drain away from his or her possessions; useful objects such as clothes, or dish towels, or personal papers become little more than trash.

I tell the parents that those who passed away remind us that we will all die, and to remember this fact; they gave their lives to remind us to live!

Show pity I beg you... We have today been struck down by fortune But tomorrow it may be your own turn to die.

We think of women at every age: while still children, we fondle with a naïve sensuality the breasts of those grown-up girls kissing us and cuddling us in their arms; at the age of ten, we dream of love; at fifteen, love comes along; at sixty, it is still with us, and if dead men in their tombs have any thought in their heads, it is how to make their way underground to the nearby grave, lift the shroud of the dear departed women, and mingle with her in her sleep

There is always after the death of anyone a kind of stupefaction; so difficult is it to grasp this advent of nothingness and to resign ourselves to believe in it.

Je suis né avec le désir de mourir.

But how nothingness invades us! We are scarcely born ere decay begins for us, in such a way that the whole of life is but one long combat with it, more and more triumphant, on its part, to the consummation, namely, death; and then the reign of decay is exclusive.

Desiderava al tempo stesso morire e vivere a Parigi.

Death always brings with it a kind of stupefaction, so difficult is it for the human mind to realize and resign itself to the blank and utter nothingness.

Thus death is only an illusion, a veil, masking betimes the continuity of life.

I was born longing to die.

Elle souhaitait à la fois mourir et habiter Paris.

de sa main gauche, tout en aspergeant de la droite, il poussa vigoureusement une large pelletée ; et le bois du cercueil, heurté par les cailloux, fit ce bruit formidable qui nous semble être le retentissement de l'éternité.

ABSINTHE – Extra-violent poison: one glass and you are dead. Journalists drink it while writing their articles. Has killed more soldiers than the Bedouins.

Homais, as was due to his principles, compared priests to ravens attracted by the odour of death. The sight of an ecclesiastic was personally disagreeable to him, for the cassock made him think of the shroud, and he detested the one from some fear of the other.