Quotes About Death

A good death, everyone agreed, to die at home in bed as Prudence Jaxon had. But Peter had been at her side through the final hours and knew how terrible it had been for her, how much she'd suffered. No, there was no such thing as a good death.

The floor was slick with blood, so much blood that he felt his feet sliding on it, the grease of human remains.

No, there was no such thing as a good death.

Thirty-two minutes for one world to die, another to be born

Yet, to yield, to accept death: the mind forbade it. The mind demanded, against all sense, to go on. Fanning

Though there were those in the Colony who still spoke of heaven – a place, beyond physical existence, where the soul went after death – the idea had never made sense to him. The world was the world, a realm of the senses that could be touched and tasted and felt, and it seemed to Peter that the dead, if they went anywhere at all, would pass into the living.

How surprising death was, how irrevocable and complete, how much itself.

We're just people. I don't know what's up that mountain, but I do know that much. We live, we die. Somewhere along the way, if we're lucky, we may find someone to help lighten the load.

The day-to-day. That was the term they used. Thinking neither of a past that was too much a story of loss and death, nor of a future that might never happen.

The sight of a rich man dying is one to shake all your assumptions about a free market economy; here

We live, we die. Somewhere along the way, if we're lucky, we may find someone to help lighten the load.

In her mind's eye she saw it, saw it all at last: the rolling armies and the flames of battle; the graves and pits and dying cries of a hundred million souls; the spreading darkness, like a black wing stretching over the earth; the last, bitter hours of cruelty and sorrow, and the terrible, final flights; death's great dominion over all, and, at the last, empty cities, becalmed by the silence of a hundred years. Already these things were coming to pass.

Well, if pirates are bad, And vampires are worse, Then I pray that as long as I be That though I sing of Vampirates I never one shall see. Yea, if pirates are danger And vampires are death, I'll extend my prayer for thee- That thine eyes never see a Vampirate ...and they never lay a hand on thee

Death is death. Whether you die smiling or with tears in your eyes, it amounts to the same thing. A whole heap of nothing

Hey, if it's a good philosophy, it works. Death is imminent. Live every day like it's your last.

Let's examine what prize that is one more time; no more direct sunlight ever again, no more laughter. You get eternity, but you don't have the sense of humor to enjoy it! Also, vampires don't eat food. You never get to eat chocolate again. Ever. I'd rather die.

Socrates, Plato's teacher, had been condemned to death, as an incredulous corrupter of youth. Plato wrote several dialogues in his defense, and by the first century Socrates was considered one of the greatest sages of antiquity.

Death is to be feared because of the pain and loss it inflicts through love, and for no other reason.

Everybody dies." I said. "Mortality is the constant that defines our existence.

Tobacco Will Slowly and Surely Kill You." And so will time , Gwynn thought. But if you want the job done quickly, professionals recommend bullet.

An old man I met in the slave camp told me once, always be positive. He died of gangrene, something it's hard to be positive about, and he spent his last week on earth whimpering, but I've always tried to follow his advice, even so.

Being dead is bad enough. Being dead and still having to walk around and eat is so much worse.

I'd finally given her what she wanted, the elixir of eternal youth, effected by the removal of her internal fire (the catalyst of change) through the agency of death.

I fix broken people with things, with stuff; with tricks, lies, devices. I'm resourceful and ingenious. I don't confront, I avoid; and one of the things I do my best to avoid is justice, and another one is death.