Quotes About Transition

I am able to follow my own death step by step. Now I move softly towards the end.

A thousand goodbyes come after death - the first six months of bereavement.

Death takes us piecemeal, not at a gulp.

We professional athletes are very lucky. Unlike most mortals, we are given the privilege of dying twice - once when we retire and again when death takes us.

Death is not the end of who we are. It is only a brief pause in the endless cycle of our lives. Each of us is a spirit that cannot die.

They, then, who are destined to die, need not be careful to inquire what death they are to die, but into what place death will usher them.

Death is usually an all-or-nothing thing!

To die should be the most interesting journey of all the journeys a person can take.

What we call birth Is but a beginning to be something else Than what we were before; and when we cease To be that something, then we call it death.

I took about a year to fully adjust. Like there's a death at the family or a divorce, you don't just snap your fingers and it's over.

Most people have died before they expire; died to all earthly longings, so that the last breath is only, as it were, the locking of the door of the already deserted mansion.

The name of a successor is like the tolling of my own death-bell!

I think death is just a transition to another state of consciousness.

The amazing miracle of death, when one second you're walking and talking, and the next second you're an object.

With every death, a world is disappearing.

Death is just infinity closing in.

Look out, Death: I am coming.-Art thou not glad? what talks we'll have.-What memories of old battles.-Come, bring the bowl, Death; I am thirsty.

Death has shaken out the sands of thy glass.

"Death's a capricious thing, innit?" "Yes. Yes, she is."

Death is a companion for all of us, whether we acknowledge it or not, whether we're aware of it or not, and it's not necessarily a terrible thing.

Death's long anabasis.

That's all that death is ... Just a going away into another country ... Only the separation is harder to bear because there can be no letters to bridge the silence.

You got away from Palestine and the homeland. You got away from Brookline and the relatives. You got away from New York

what was least to your liking the day before yesterday becomes in the limousine behind the hearse a cause not only for sympathetic amusement but for admiration.