Quotes About Death

If nothing was worth living for it followed, didn't it, that there was nothing worth dying for either.

You still love her, don't you?" Pie said, once they were out and walking. "Of course I love her," Estabrook said. "That's why I want her dead." "There's no resurrection, Mr. Estabrook. Not for you, at least." "It's not me who's dying," he said. "I think it is," came the

And Quaid knew, meeting the clown's vacant stare through an air turned bloody, that there was worse in the world than dread. Worse than death itself. There was pain without hope of healing. There was life that refused to end, long after the mind had begged the body to cease. And worst, there were dreams come true.

Living and dying we feed the fire," Steep said softly. "That is the melancholy truth of things.

Or were they breed who had died from their half-life, caught in the sun, perhaps, or withered by longing?

The carcass closest to him was the remains of the pimply youth he'd seen in Car One. The body hung upside-down, swinging back and forth to the rhythm of the train, in unison with its three fellows; an obscene danse macabre. Its arms dangled loosely from the shoulder joints, into which gashes an inch or two deep had been made, so the bodies would hang more neatly.

The dead have highways. Clive Barker

He spoke of both dancing and death with equal nonchalance, as though one carried as little significance as the other. It calmed her, hearing him talk that way.

So quickly? Todd cleared away another wave of tears and looked down at the body on the table. Dempsey's eye was still half-open, but it didn't look back at him any longer. Where there'd been a sliver of bright life, where there'd been mischief and shared rituals—where, in short, there'd been Dempsey—there was nothing.

But when I look out at it I think, well, it's going to take us all one of these days, whoever we are: mad bastards, lovers, drunkards, it's not going to pick and choose. We'll all go to nothing sooner or later. And you know, maybe it's my age, but that doesn't worry me any longer. We all have our time, and when it's over, it's over.

O little one, My little one, Come with me, Your life is done. Forget the future, Forget the past. Life is over: Breathe your last." ? Clive Barker, Abarat

Isn't there anything you care about?" "All is death, woman. All is pain. Love breeds loss. Isolation breeds resentment. No matter which way we turn, we are beaten. Our only true inheritance is death. And our only legacy, dust.

This idea stayed with me for several years before I found an adequate way to express it. I called the sea Quiddity, and slowly developed a mythology around it. Human beings would enter Quiddity, the dream-sea, three times, I decided. Once when they were born, once when they slept beside the person they would love most in their lives, and once before they died. Three life-changing immersions in the sea of the unconscious. Three confrontations with the secret show of our dreams.

Some die too soon. Most live too long.

It feels like I've died, he said to Caz when he'd finished. Well, you didn't. And I should be grateful, right? Right. Well, I'm not.

When it was all done, Suzanna found her voice, thanking both the grave diggers and their mothers. "After all that digging," said the eldest of the girls, "I just hope he grows." "He will," said her mother, with no trace of indulgence. "They always do." On

Dead isn't bad," Narcisse said. "It isn't even that different.

Just a foul stench, as if every dead man in the vicinity had sat up and expelled a breath

Existence is just a Mobius strip with Love scrawled on one side and Death upon the other.

Every part of the dead kid's anatomy was swaying hypnotically. The tongue, hanging from the open mouth. The head, lolling on its slit neck. Even the youth's penis flapped from side to side on his plucked groin. The head wound and the open jugular still pulsed blood into a black bucket. There was an elegance about the whole sight: the sign of a job well done.

They knew a lot, the dead. How many times had she said to Harry they were the world's greatest untapped resource? It was true. All they'd seen, all they'd suffered, all they'd triumphed over – lost to a world in need of wisdom.

Rakkaus - - vaanii meitä kuin kuolema ja verot.

Most people can't truly conceive of being in a place where death might be preferable to life. Life is strong. It grips you in many ways, from the beating of your heart, to the sun on your face, to the feel of the ground beneath your feet. It grasps you.

Jedno od vas ?e jednog dana umrijeti, a osim u slu?aju avionske nesre?e ili ne?eg sli?nog, jedno ?e umrijeti prije drugog. Takav je život, Smoky. Živimo, a zatim umiremo, a jedino u što nismo sigurni je koliko ?e vremena izme?u toga pro?i.