Quotes About Death

But I'm not such a good judge of monsters; I don't know if the idea of a good death repels me now because it's in itself repellent, or because I no longer have the courage to seek such a thing.

The dead by the road, or on it, testify to the presence of man. Their little gestures of pain—paws, wings and tails—are the saddest, the loneliest, most forlorn postures of the dead I can imagine. When we have stopped killing animals as though they were so much refuse, we will stop killing one another. But the highways show our indifference to death, so long as it is someone else's. It is an attitude of the human mind I do not grasp. ? Timothy Findley

What you have to accept at the outset is this: many men have died like Robert Ross, obscured by violence. Lawrence was hurled against a wall—Scott entombed in ice and wind—Mallory blasted on the face of Everest. Lost. We're told Euripides was killed by dogs—and this is all we know. The flesh was torn and scattered—eaten. Ross was consumed by fire. These are like statements: 'pay attention!' People can only be found in what they do.

Beauty is a nonviolent experience of near death, a warning that one is fragile, like everything else in the universe.

Beauty is how objects end. Beauty is death.

I think that this music could liquefy my internal organs, make my ears bleed (this has actually occurred), send me into seizures. Perhaps it could kill me. To be killed by intensed beauty, what a Keatsian way to die.

Death is powerful and compelling; life is fragile and shivery.

Maybe beauty is death, in a way, just like the decadent aesthetes used to say. It's a reminder that things are fragile, because when one thing envelopes another thing, that other thing might be overwhelmed or destroyed.

With none of Vader's backstory available at the time, and having just invented the Noghri species for this story, I came up with the idea that Vader might have designed his mask to look like a stylized version of a Noghri face, the better to facilitate his command of the death commando squads.

But Mount Tantiss was gone, destroyed by agents of the New Republic and C'baoth's own madness and treason. And Grand Admiral Thrawn was dead. And the Empire was dying.

Force as well as the long-range communication abilities that had been her primary value to his regime. Those skills had vanished at the moment of his death, reappearing only briefly and erratically in the years since then.

You might get lucky and die in some corner. ~Soi Fon

It's the same for those who die and those that survive both are sad as the other

In a world without fear of death... people will never attain the hope that is to be found from casting their fears aside and persevering through them. While it is true that people can continue to press forward through the simple act of living... That is in no way comparable to marching forward in the face of death while doing their damnedest to keep it at bay. That is why... that is why people have given that very march a unique and special name. Courage.

We are all born dead. The end exists beafore anything begins. If living is a constant quest for awareness, the awareness we gain at the end is the real goal. In other words, death is the discovery and complete understanding of the end. We are not permitted to seek awareness. Those that cannot transcend death will not find awareness in anything.

People have hope, because they cannot see death standing behind them.

Remember that a sword held by someone who is about to die will never be able to protect anything

People are able to hold onto hope, since death is that which cannot be seen.

The wound lies deep, like the ocean floor. The sin is red, growing paler in death.

For me, life and death are very important themes

I'm not…dead yet. Breathing is so agonizing. To have to endure such agony just to live…living is so cumbersome. I was taught that you either go to heaven or hell when you die. I wonder if it's easy to breathe in heaven. A place where my body or my head won't hurt. I hope it is. Is hell an even more agonizing place than this? If it is, I'm scared. I don't want to go. I don't. I'm scared. I'm scared of going to hell.

Sono morto! Per Ercole, se non l'accoppo, quella, nella maniera più atroce

They'll die, and then they'll be dead.

Someday Miller is going to die. He knows that and he prides himself on knowing it when everyone else only pretends to, secretly believing that they will live forever.....A simple truth . His mother is also going to die . Just like him. And there is no telling when.