Quotes About Death

Death has this much to be said for it: You don't have to get out of bed for it. Wherever you happen to be They bring it to you — free.

not the wish to die with dignity but the desire to have died

The point is not the honest relief of suffering but the promulgation of a cult based on death and suffering and subjection. Mother

Nothing proves evolution more than the survival of the religious belief. It shows we are still fearful, partially formed animals with a terror of death and the dark

We are unlikely to cease making gods or inventing ceremonies to please them for as long as we are afraid of death, or of the dark, and for as long as we persist in self-centeredness. That could be a lengthy stretch of time. However, it is just as certain that we shall continue to cast a skeptical and ironic and even witty eye on what we have ourselves invented. If religion is innate in us, then so is our doubt of it and our contempt for our own weakness.

Peacefully they will die, peacefully they will expire in your name, and beyond the grave they will find only death. But we will keep the secret, and for their own happiness we will entice them with a heavenly and eternal reward. —THE GRAND INQUISITOR TO HIS "SAVIOR" IN THE BROTHERS KARAMAZOV

In one way, I suppose, I have been "in denial" for some time, knowingly burning the candle at both ends and finding that it often gives a lovely light. But for precisely that reason, I can't see myself smiting my brow with shock or hear myself whining about how it's all so unfair: I have been taunting the Reaper into taking a free scythe in my direction and have now succumbed to something so predictable and banal that it bores even me.

I asked him if the thought of annihilation never gave him any uneasiness. He said not the least; no more than the thought that he had not been, as Lucretius observes.

The point is that Socrates was mocking his accusers in their own terms, saying in effect: I do not know for certain about death and the gods—but I am as certain as I can be that you do not know, either.

Religious faith is, precisely because we are still-evolving creatures, ineradicable. It will never die out, or at least not until we get over our fear of death, and of the dark, and of the unknown, and of each other.

In The Future of an Illusion, Freud made the obvious point that religion suffered from one incurable deficiency: it was too clearly derived from our own desire to escape from or survive death.

Death has this much to be said for it: You don't have to get out of bed for it. Wherever you happen to be They bring it to you—free.—Kingsley Amis

lying on "mattress graves.

Sigmund Freud estaba bastante en lo cierto cuando en El porvenir de una ilusión describía el impulso religioso como algo esencialmente imposible de erradicar hasta que la especie humana venza su miedo a la muerte y su tendencia al pensamiento

There can be no doubt that the cult of death and the insistence upon portents of the end proceed from surreptitious desire to see it happen, and to put an end to the anxiety and doubt that always threaten the hold of faith.

If I convert it's because it's better that a believer dies than an atheist does.

The moment of near despair is quite often the moment that precedes courage rather than resignation. In a sense, with the back to the wall and no exit but death or acceptance, the options narrow to one.

George makes himself remembers. He is afraid of forgetting. Jim is my life, he says. But he will have to forget, if he wants to go on living. Jim is death.

?udno je, ali se ne sje?am da sam se uopšte plašio, prihva?ao sam to. ?inilo mi se sasvim prirodno da svi treba da umremo. To je vjerovatno bio opšti mentalitet ratnog vremena.

The Gum Nebula was one of the largest astronomical landmarks in the Orion Arm. It was a gigantic supernova remnant, a shock front from the death of a star over a million years in the past.

Our dead deserve to be honored, Phlox." "But do we really honor them by using them as an excuse to add to their numbers?

Fornication: but that was in another country; And besides, the wench is dead.

BALDOCK: To die, sweet Spenser, therefore live we all; Spenser, all live to die, and rise to fall.

KING EDWARD: But what is he whom rule and empery Have not in life or death made miserable?