Quotes About Death

The Tibetan Book of Living and Dying says that death is the graduation ceremony, while living is just a long course in learning and preparing for the next journey. If we acknowledge death as the beginning, then how can we fear it?

The dying could be easy…it was the living that I didn't know if I could do…

I don't fear death; I welcome it with open arms and a smirk. But until that wondrous day, I will continue to savor and celebrate all those who have graduated before me.

Kada sam prihvatao neki zadatak, nisam to radio sa rešenoš?u koja je svojstvena obi?nim ljudima. Za mene je to bio stari zavet, pitanje života i smrti.

Truly, everything in this world depended on time. Time ripened all. If you had time, you succeeded in working the human mud internally and turning it into spirit. Then you did not fear death. If you did not have time, you perished.

Never in my life have I feared death as much as I feared that resurrection.

No. I don't believe in anything. How many times must I tell you that? I don't believe in anything anyone; only in Zorba. Not because Zorba is better than the others; not at all, not a little bit! He's a brute like the rest! But I believe in Zorba because he's the only being I have in my power, the only one I know. All the rest are guts. All the rest are ghosts, I tell you. When I die, everything'll die. The whole Zorbatic world will go to the bottom!

The struggle between God and man breaks out in everyone, together with the longing for reconciliation. Most often this struggle is unconscious and short-lived. A weak soul does not have the endurance to resist the flesh for very long. It grows heavy, becomes flesh itself, and the contest ends. But among responsible men, men who keep their eyes riveted day and night upon the Supreme Duty, the conflict between flesh and spirit breaks out mercilessly and may last until death.

They had no fear of death, and whoever has no fear of death—the centurion had often meditated on this here in the East—whoever has no fear of death is immortal.

Death had entered my life with a familiar and well-loved face, like a friend come to call for you and who waits patiently in a corner until you have finished your work.

He's dead." "His deliverance has come," said someone else. "The two friends have parted and returned to their homes," a third person whispered, "the flesh to the soil and the soul to God.

He did not die. The only ones who die are those who are too late to become immortal. He was not too late. God granted him time.

Death is not a door which closes; it is a door which opens. It opens, and you enter." "Enter where?" "The bosom of God.

It was being convulsed by a cry, a command to break our prison bars of morality, shame, and hope, and turn ourselves over to, lose ourselves in, become one with, the fearful, enticing Lover who lies in wait in the darkness and whom we call God. I felt that love, death, and God were one and the same. As the years went by, I became even more deeply aware of this terrifying Trinity that waits in ambush in the abyss of chaos - in the abyss and in our hearts.

Death, like life, dies at every moment and is born again at every moment.

Semnul lasat de Dumnezeu cand atinge omul se numeste moarte.

Devenise ceva obisnuit, facea acest lucru in fiecare zi, ba chiar de mai multe ori pe zi, aducand trupul si sangele lui Hristos, ajutandu-i pe oameni sa dea fata cu moartea. Mureau impacati, dar parintele Iannaros nu uita vaietele, cuvintele lor de pe urma, lumina ochilor care se stingea, si nu putea sa se impace; mortii nu mai conteneau sa moara in sufletul lui.

I am an old man, and I am dying...Will you remember me, Jacob? I promise, one day, I will join you, Mr. Gold. Mr. Gold's laughter sounded like a trumpet and brought light to the corners of the room.

most of the students were aware of their place in time and society, sensitive to the fact that an exploding technology hadn't obliterated the human ability to make mistakes. It was important for them to be acutely aware of situations that could cause harm or death to their patients and waste their hard-earned incomes on malpractice settlements.

Here is the lesson," Barber said. "It is just as easy to bring death to man, and I've done so. It's harder to keep hold of life, harder still to maintain a grasp on health. Those are the tasks to which we must keep our minds.

the amount of maintenance involving hair is genuinely overwhelming. Sometimes I think that not having to worry about your hair anymore is the secret upside of death.

We begin, I'm sorry to say, with hair. I'm sorry to say it because the amount of maintenance involving hair is genuinely overwhelming. Sometimes I think that not having to worry about your hair anymore is the secret upside of death.

I want him to stop seeing her. I want him to say he never really loved her. I want him to say he must have been crazy. I want her to die. I want him to die, too. I thought you said you wanted him back, said Ellis. I do, I said, but I want him back dead.

it's sad to be over sixty. The long shadows are everywhere—friends dying and battling illness. A miasma of melancholy hangs there, forcing you to deal with the fact that your life, however happy and successful, has been full of disappointments and mistakes, little ones and big ones. There are dreams that are never quite going to come true, ambitions that will never quite be realized. There are, in short, regrets