Quotes About Death

It's even possible that Marilyn was found still breathing, rushed to Santa Monica Hospital by ambulance in an effort to save her, and returned to her own bed only after she was dead. There is some testimony to this on the part of ambulance drivers from a

Life and death. They are somehow sweetly and beautifully mixed, but I don't know how.

If you had swum across the furthest ocean And seen the vastness of infinity Though dread of death might seize you, you'd still see The rolling waves in never-ceasing motion You'd still see something: Schools of dolphins swimming Across the green and placid waters, skimming The clouds, the sun and the moon, stars overhead - You will see nothing in that void all round You will not hear your footsteps where you tread Beneath your feet, you'll feel no solid ground

Natura nu mai g?se?te nicio ie?ire din labirintul for?elor încâlcite ?i contradictorii, ?i atunci omul trebuie s? moar?.

Faydas?z bir hayat, erken bir ölümdür.

Letting go of someone we love is the hardest thing we will ever do. Some people never surrender to love for the fear of being hurt. But to not have loved, to not have felt the immense joy it brings, would have been a far worse kind of death.

The only things in life we cannot control is being born and dying. Everything in between is at our disposal to shape, change and enjoy.

How sweet is the assurance, how comforting is the peace that come from the knowledge that if we marry right and live right, our relationship will continue, notwithstanding the certainty of death and the passage of time. Men may write love songs and sing them. They may yearn and hope and dream. But all of this will be only a romantic longing unless there is an exercise of authority that transcends the powers of time and death.

Love is the very essence of life. It is the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow. Yet it is more than the end of the rainbow. Love is the security for which children weep, the yearning of youth, the adhesive that binds marriage, and the lubricant that prevents devastating friction in the home; it is the peace of old age, the sunlight of hope shinning through death.

Stories of the beleaguered Saints and of their suffering and death will be repeated again and again...Stories of their rescue need to be repeated again and again. They speak of the very essence of the gospel of Jesus Christ.

The dog always dies. Go to the library and pick out a book with an award sticker and a dog on the cover. Trust me, that dog is going down.

The grave is the gateway through which we are all borne home: the body by man, the soul by angels.

All say, "How hard it is that we have to die" — a strange complaint to come from the mouths of people who have had to live.

Death is never a clean break — some stardust always remains.

Death is not warden of life, not thief, nor enemy — but Life's most equal partner.

When we fear death, we are letting him wrap his bony hands around our necks during the best times of our lives, choking us with imaginary threats and preventing us from breathing the pure air of now.

life blooms right through death and they beautify each other

Death is not poison but merely life's final remedy.

Death is a sudden silence — one of those deafening silences that leaves ringing in your ears.

A death-blow is a life-blow to some Who, till they died, did not alive become; Who, had they lived, had died, but when They died, vitality begun.

And as to you Death, and you bitter hug of mortality, it is idle to try to alarm me.... And as to you corpse, I think you are good manure, but that does not offend me, I smell the white roses sweet-scented and growing, I reach to the leafy lips — I reach to the polished breasts of melons. And as to you life, I reckon you are the leavings of many deaths, No doubt I have died myself ten thousand times before.

Death has its own treasure map with different riches than Life.

life is a graceful soaring death a graceful landing

Fear of death is fear of life— and fear of life is fear of all that is.