Quotes About Mortality

I am old and all I have left is time. I don't mean time to live; I mean free time. Time to fill. Time to kill until time kills me. I walk and walk and think and think.

I am old and all I have left is time. I don't mean time to live; I mean free time. Time to fill. Time to kill until time kills me. I walk and walk and think and think.

If we keep on fucking, I'm not gonna die.

One day she yelled, You're always naked except for that bunch of skulls around your neck. In which maggots're living. That you never take off. And you're odoriferous. In a bad way. You think that death's sexy, that's why you stink most of the time; of rot and foul, fetid fur, but you smell worst when you're about to come.

For us there is little to say. After all, we know that death belongs to life, that it is unavoidable and comes when it wants.

Man is incapable of seeing past the end of his nose. He huddles upon the ground staring at his own feet. It is only when he considers his own mortality that he clings to whatever God or Buddha offers him hope.

He had always thought that death was black nothingness, but he had not counted on being awake for it.

I never again looked at the sky and saw only vastness and beauty. From that afternoon on I saw that death was also and always there.

The disease that has, on several occasions, nearly killed me does kill tens of thousands of people every year: most are young, most die unnecessarily, and many are among the most imaginative and gifted that we as a society have.

Having heard so often, and so believably, John Donne's bell tolling softly that "Thou must die," one turns more sharply to life, with an immediacy and appreciation that would not otherwise exist.

If some priest or other comes to take my confession and give me sacrament, tell him to clear out, quick, and leave me his curse instead! I´ve done heaps and heaps of things in my life, but I still did not do enough. Men like me ought to live a thousand years.

The stranger thought it might be God himself had forgotten much from our pasts, events far distant, events of the same day. And if a thing is not in God's mind, then what chance of it remaining in those of mortal men?

then before you're old, before you're even middle-aged, you'll start to donate your vital organs. That's what each of you was created to do.

for if we're mortal let us at least shine handsomely in God's eyes while we walk this earth! Like

So identical were their pitiful whimpers, the way their screams gave way to desperate entreaties then returned to screams, that the notion came to me: this was what each of us would go through on our way to death, that these terrible noises were as universal as the crying of newborn babies.

I remind myself that I was lucky to have any time with him at all. What I'm not sure about, is if our lives have been so different from the lives of the people we save. We all complete. Maybe none of us really understand what we've lived through, or feel we've had enough time.

What's wrong with selfishness and egotism? We live to die smiling, don't we?

Even when we turn around, there are no footprints behind us... Nor the road we came along, nor the tune we hummed... When we die, No-one will know it's happened

If you want to become that close to 'God', die instead.

Wish all my corpses would do that.

It looked like I was the dead itself, and that isn't something someone should aspire to look like.

As a vampire, you must accept that every person you ever know will die, and you are the only constant in your life, the only person you can—and should—rely on.

One life per year. It seemed so moderate a price... until you looked back and realized you could fill a movie theater with your victims.

Immortals must always give humans one thing! Either fear and terror! Or beauty!!