Quotes About Death

Great,' I said. 'Visit exotic Australia. Get bitten by an exotic snake. Die exotically.

For those in Christ, death becomes the means of graduating to glory and gaining access into the presence of Christ. Such a sure hope gives us confidence to live day by day to the fullest.

Gain" means to receive a great profit. Paul realizes that death will usher him to a much greater gain. The grave will graduate him to glory.

The Holy Scriptures, by bearing witness to the incarnation, death, and resurrection of the Son of God, create in man by the Holy Ghost a faith which justifies him.1 —J.H. Merle d

My dad was still living when I died. I hope he ends up in a nice Hell. A

No one wants to die, even people who want to go to Heaven don't want to die to get there

The dead have the easy road: they know the way, because that decision has already been made for them. Only the living are lost.

When you hold hands with the dead, eventually they pull you into the grave.

When I'm lying in my bed I think about life and I think about death and neither one particularly appeals to me.

I mean, death is a serious thing, certainly not to be sneezed at.

The Patriarch Joseph, after agreeing with the Latins that their formula of the Holy Ghost proceeding from the Son meant the same as the Greek formula of the Holy Ghost proceeding through the Son, fell ill and died. An unkind scholar remarked that after muddling his prepositions what else could he decently do?

She is the night, and the night is black, and black is death, and death is cold," a lost voice whispered in his mind.

Plotina laughed. "I don't intend to. The way I go into this house is the way I hope to be carried out of it.

History and legend conspire to convince us that there are men who rise above the common lot of humankind, who are set apart from the rest of us by birth or achievement or the favor of the gods; but no man, regardless of his pretensions to greatness, is immune from death, and the death of the so-called great is often more squalid and terrifying than the deaths of their most humble subjects.

A man dies only once. The dread of death causes far more misery than the thing itself, and I shall not submit to it. It's only a short walk from here to the house of Lucius, and an even shorter walk from there to my house. I shall be perfectly safe.

But in Rome one's path is never entirely clear of enemies. When even a perfect stranger could prove to be Nemesis, no man can protect himself completely. What point is there in cowering away in another man's house, behind the spear of another man's guard? Fortune is the only true protection against death;

Lucius, what do you fear? That we shall be tortured and killed? Every living thing must die, and there are things far worse than the suffering of physical pain. How much more terrible if we should comport ourselves disgracefully and lose our self-respect; then we should truly be damaged, and the harm would have been inflicted by ourselves.

I have no fear of death. More important, I don't fear life.

I know when I'm going to die. My birth certificate has an expiration date on it.

Last night I stayed up late playing poker with Tarot cards. I got a full house and four people died.

I had a friend who was a clown. When he died, all his friends went to the funeral in one car.

What happens if you get scared half to death twice?

How young can you die of old age?

So I figured I'd leave the area, because I had no ties there anyway except for this girl I was seeing. We had conflicting attitudes: I really wasn't into meditating and she wasn't really into being alive. I told her I knew when I was going to die because my birth certificate has an expiration date.