Quotes About Death

Enlightenment, and the death which comes before it, is the primary business of Varanasi.

In some warped way, having an embalmed body with us made perfect sense.

I hate to feel squeamish almost as much as I hate to sit and think, both being sure-fire ways of getting into trouble. The only safe thing I know is to follow opportunity and leave the man behind to do the worrying. More people die lingering, ghastly deaths in arm-chairs and in bed than anywhere.

Every family has its secrets, and those secrets can run deep—deeper than lies, deeper than death. And they impact every member of that family in ways we can't know.

It's harder to heal than it is to kill.

Men died as she watched, and they didn't care about what they had fought for.

free time is an illusion. It's what you get when you die and the gods reward you for a life spent working from dawn until midnight.

If you want the truth, doctor, every day feels like a ritual punishment I have to endure before I'm allowed to die.

When my first wife died long ago, in Ethiopia, I thought I knew grief. But until you have witnessed the death of a loved one to another man's violence, you know nothing of grief.

She was what an aristocrat should be, porcelain and silk, unreachable, gracious, untainted by the dust of all this common death.

Men could not have too much. Ecstasy and vulnerability belonged in the same dish. The fear the cup would be snatched away was what gave the wine its savor and as Zhirem's cup was sure, so was his joylessness… to die is a fear, but to live is a fear, also.

Death is God, I said. Life is Man. The day we are born begins our love affair with death.

Despair, the worst of all the deadly sins, since it is denial of the self, of the god-in-self, since it is so seductive, like the snow-death, so warm. Ah, who would tear himself to pieces when he might lie down in such arms, in comfort, and cease. Bless you, my despair, my dear and loving despair. So painlessly you take my pain away. Oh Father, by no means dash the cup from my lips -

Hope is a punishable offence. The verdict is always death; one more death of the heart.

Dusk came to the third day and killed it with a blue sword. Always it was the same, and the day, always taken by surprise, never escaped, but bled and swooned and shut its eyes in blackness.

Well," she remarked, "if I cannot have one, there is the other to be had." "There's my sensible poppy and my wise rose." "Or there is death.

The jawbone-I have a topaz pin for that. The wrist and skin-sapphire. I keep the diamonds for your eyes, my beautiful. But blindness is not yet. Nor death. This shall be a long game. Revel in it, my dear.

Death had been love's price.

He was irritated that a young man of such singular appearance should not have accepted death nobly, or least resignedly.

Living With The Dead Molly Brown I

Mother," said Shaina, "you told me I would come to you, and presumably you saw an advantage for yourself in so doing or you would not have troubled. Now, why are you trying to put cold in my heart and water in my bones?" "Because," said Barbayat, turning all the way around now towards Shaina, "it will only make you want him more when I tell you how dangerous it is to want, and how unlikely it is that you will succeed in obtaining more than your death.

It would seem it was one thing to be murdered, another to be humiliated.

If you're reading this, Alysha Catherine, I'm dead. Don't make a fuss—it's a state we all come to in the end. Except possibly for Jane who may be too mean to die.

Civilians had a tendency to fetishize military dead without ever considering how and why they died.