Quotes About Death

Men live, and then they die. It is the quality of the process of living which matters, that and that alone.

There are but three events which concern man: birth, life and death. They are unconscious of their birth, they suffer when they die, and they neglect to live.

As the body dieth when the soul departeth, so the soul of man dieth, when it hath not the knowledge of God.

When a man has the rope about his neck, you don't ask him about his health!

A man afraid of death will never play the part of a live man.

Such is the blindness, nay the insanity of mankind, that some men are driven to death by the fear of it.

Deep in the winter plain, two armies Dig their machinery, to destroy each other. Men freeze and hunger. No one is given leave On either side, except the dead, and wounded.

The man who lives in division is living in death. He cannot find himself because he is lost; he has ceased to be a reality. The person he believes himself to be is a bad dream.

Grief is selfish. It is indulged in for self-gratification, not for love. Cosmic man knows the beauty and unreality of death.

The wicked man, when he dies, is driven to his grave, but the Christian comes to his grave.

Wealth: A cunning device of Fate whereby men are made captive, and burdened with responsibilites from which only Death can file their fetters.

Man lives two lives, woe, were it otherwise! One is seized by death, the other one, his honor, remains.

It's easier to replace a dead man than a good picture.

You're mine," she whispered. "Mine, as I'm yours. And if we die, we die. All men must die, Jon Snow. But first, we'll live.

Men should be bewailed at their birth, and not at their death.

But when the dust has drunk the blood of men, no resurrection comes for one who's dead.

When the black and mortal blood of man has fallen to the ground ... who then can sing spells to call it back again?

Unjustly men hate death, which is the greatest defence against their many ills.

When a man dies, flesh is frayed and broken in the fire, but not his will.

Not very good with death? Father was a military man, and military men lived with death; lived for death; lived on death. To a professional soldier, oddly enough, death was life.

There are always reasons for murdering a man. But there is no justification for his existence.

Death means nothing to men like me. It's the event that proves them right.

In our society, any man who doesn't cry at his mother's funeral is liable to be condemned to death.

How had I not seen that there was nothing more important than an execution, and that when you come right down to it, it was the only thing a man could truly be interested in?