Quotes About Death

Tell him what I think, if you can guess it, if you will. Nay, I am not jesting. This is no jest, but life and death

For life be, after all, only a waitin' for somethin' else than what we're doin', and death be all that we can rightly depend on.

She makes a very beautiful corpse, sir. It's quite a privilege to attend on her. It's not too much to say that she will do credit to our establishment! I

All Lucy's loveliness had come back to her in death, and the hours that had passed, instead of leaving traces of 'decay's effacing fingers', had but restored the beauty of life, till positively I could not believe my eyes that I was looking at a corpse. The Professor looked sternly grave. He had not loved

They say that people who are near death die generally at the change to dawn or at the turn of the tide. Anyone

Pues la vida, después de todo, es sólo una espera por alguna otra cosa además de la que estamos haciendo; y la muerte es todo sobre lo que verdaderamente podemos depender.

La creíamos muerta cuando dormía, y dormida cuando murió.

At the worst it can only be death, and a man's death is not a calf's, and the dreaded Hereafter may still be open to me. God help me in my task! Goodbye, Mina, if I fail. Goodbye, my faithful friend and second father. Goodbye, all, and last of all Mina! Same

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One of my companions whispered to another the line from Burger's "Lenore":— "Denn die Todten reiten schnell"— ("For the dead travel fast.")

Si alguna vez un rostro ha podido expresar la muerte, si una mirada es capaz de matar, aquel rostro, aquella mirada, se hallaban ante nosotros.

enterrât les suicidés

to be in the midst of the whirl and rush of humanity, to share its life, its change, its death, and all that makes it what it is.

Life is nothings; I heed him not. But to fail here, is not mere life or death. It is that we become as him; that we henceforward become foul things of the night like him—without heart or conscience, preying on the bodies and the souls of those we love best. To us forever are the gates of heaven shut; for who shall open them to us again? We go on for all time abhorred by all; a blot on the face of God's sunshine; an arrow in the side of Him who died for man

I am too miserable, too low-spirited, too sick of the world and all in it, including life itself, and I would not care if I heard this moment the flapping of the wings of the angel of death.

it often happened that after death faces become softened and even resolved into their youthful beauty, that this was especially so when death had been preceded by any acute or prolonged suffering.

They say that people who are near death die generally at the change to the dawn or at the turn of the tide; any one who has when tired, and tied as it were to his post, experienced this change in the atmosphere can well believe it.

It is whispered that death has his kingdom in the solitudes beyond the marshes, and lives in a castle so awful to look at that no one has ever seen it. Also it is told that all the evil things that live in the marshes are the disobedient children of death who have left their home and cannot find their way back again

a man's death is not a calf's, and the dreaded Hereafter may still be open to me.

You must promise me, one and all—even you, my beloved husband—that, should the time come, you will kill me.

Tem alguma coisa naquele vento e no nevoeiro. É algo que parece ter o jeito, o som, o gosto e o cheiro da morte.

Denn die Todten reiten schnell"— ("For the dead travel fast.")

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La vida no es más que una espera de algo distinto de lo que estamos haciendo; y solo de la muerte podemos depender.