Quotes About Wisdom

The art of living well and the art of dying well are one.

Between our birth and death we may touch understanding, As a moth brushes a window with its wing

I have lived eighty years of life and know nothing for it, but to be resigned and tell myself that flies are born to be eaten by spiders and man to be devoured by sorrow.

Death laughs when old women frolic.

It's interesting how young poets think of death while old fogies think of girls.

Death is an ascension to a better library.

Thoughtfulness is the way to deathlessness, thoughtlessness the way to death. The thoughtful do not die: the thoughtless are as if dead already.

You are the true master of death, because the true master does not seek to run away from Death.

The worst evil of all is to leave the ranks of the living before one dies.

Teach me to live, that I may dread The grave as little as my bed. Teach me to die.

Since death is certain and the time of death is uncertain, what is the most important thing?

I checked the actuarial tables, and the lowest death rate is among six-year-olds. So I decided to eat like a six-year-old.

Old age appears hideous to us until we have to choose between it and death.

Everything I do has the tinge of the finite, of my own demise. At some point you either accept death or you just keep pushing it back as you get older and older. I've accepted it.

Let's learn to live! Then there is no death, save the transition, when desired. Many live who have never died as yet.

It is better to spend one day contemplating the birth and death of all things than a hundred years never contemplating beginnings and endings.

Death is the perfect knowing.

I was young and foolish then; now I am old and foolisher.

When death comes, he respects neither age nor merit. He sweeps from the earthly existence the sick and the strong, the rich and the poor, and should teach us to live to be prepared for death.

Best while you have it use your breath, There is no drinking after death.

Leisure without literature is death and burial alive.

It is when we are faced with death that we turn most bookish.

Drink today, and drown all sorrow; You shall perhaps not do it tomorrow; Best, while you have it, use your breath; There is no drinking after death.

I am not sure of anything, I know nothing . . . can you imagine that I don't even know the date of my own death?