Quotes About Death

If I died, would it get me out of my geometry test tomorrow? One could only hope.

Then, with an enormous rush of meadow-filled wind, the green candle went out, and my best friend died.

Flight from life does not exempt us from the law of age and death. The neurotic who tries to wriggle out of the necessity of living wins nothing and only burdens himself with a constant foretaste of aging and dying, which must appear especially cruel on account of the total emptiness and meaninglessness of his life.

You can't possibly be afraid of death, really, you can only be afraid of life.

Our godlike self-understanding, however, keeps colliding with the facts of death and of the fallen finiteness of this world.

I would love to believe that when I die I will live again, that some thinking, feeling, remembering part of me will continue. But as much as I want to believe that, and despite the ancient and worldwide cultural traditions that assert an afterlife, I know of nothing to suggest that it is more than wishful thinking.

Pile the bodies high at Austerlitz and Waterloo.Shovel them under and let me work—I am the grass; I cover all.

Why is there always a secret singingWhen a lawyer cashes in?Why does a hearse horse snickerHauling a lawyer away?

When Abraham Lincoln was shoveled into the tombs, he forgot the copperheads and the assassin… in the dust, in the cool tombs.

There are dreams stronger than death. Men and women die holding these dreams.

I'll not forget that day nor the message of the Christian church that we celebrate each death as an Easter, each dying as a living, each soul, no matter how poor or sinful, as the child of royalty. At its best, the church treats people as beings of eternal worth, no less at their dying than at their birth, no less in their sins than in their virtue, no less for one than for another.

At long last, we may be returning to the original two-sided sense of the word virus, which originally signified either a life-giving substance or a deadly venom. Viruses are indeed exquisitely deadly, but they have provided the world with some of its most important innovations. Creation and destruction join together once more.

The woman opened her eyes. "I can't feel my feet." Panic filled her voice now. "Just hold on, Mrs. Mason," he told her, touched by what was happening, moved by his enemy death, even as death began to press down. Be gentle, you demon, he thought.

The consequences of Thomson's Principle of Dissipation were elaborated by Hermann von Helmholtz, who two years later described the "heat death" of the universe, the consequence of the transformation of all energy into heat [14].

Senza amore, muori. Con l'amore, anche. Non tutte le morti sono uguali

Ma nel castello delli antichi Signori, dopo il veleno antico, il ferro, e i libri del male, erano dolci, nobili donne: ed era la bimba che tanto aveva sognato, e così amaramente pianto: e l'immagine benedicente di Lei, che a ognuno sovviene: e nell'ora di male e di guerra e nell'ora che ha morte, stanco, il nostro pensiero mortale.››

Giulia was a mistress of the art of making philters...she knew herbs and the power of talismans; she could even bring about the death of anyone she chose by uttering terrible incantations.

I do not fear death. I fear suffering. And I fear old age, though less so now that I am witnessing the tranquil and pleasant old age of my father. I am afraid of frailty, and of the absence of love. But death does not alarm me. It did not scare me when I was young, and I thought at the time that this was because it was such a remote prospect. But now, at sixty, the fear has yet to arrive. I love life, but life is also struggle, suffering, pain. I think of death as akin to a well-earned rest.

Every day countless people die, and yet those who remain live as if they were immortals.

Fearing the transition, being afraid of death, is like being afraid of reality itself; like being afraid of the sun. Whatever for?

Our fear of death seems to me to be an error of evolution.

Anyone who had died young after a happy childhood had won a great victory, since he would be forever spared the discovery of what sort of place the world really is. Others must look forward to death by defeat - their bodies gone, their world destroyed.

In a world where death is the hunter, my friend, there is no time for regrets or doubts. There is only time for decisions.

Death is the only wise advisor that we have. Whenever you feel, as you always do, that everything is going wrong and you're about to be annihilated, turn to your death and ask if that is so. Your death will tell you that you're wrong; that nothing really matters outside its touch. Your death will tell you, 'I haven't touched you yet.