Quotes About Mortality

Yet man, fool man! here buries all his thoughts; Inters celestial hopes without one sigh. Prisoner of earth, and pent beneath the moon, Here pinions all his wishes.

Day buries day; month, month; and year the year: Our life is but a chain of many deaths.

Men may live fools, but fools they cannot die.

Death! great proprietor of all! 'tis thine To tread out empire, and to quench the stars.

Fear will kill you, said Nini Mo, faster than any bullet.

No matter how lucky a person is, the moment he decides he wants to die, there's nothing that will keep him alive.

Ah, gli uomini! Per quanto travagliata sia stata la loro esistenza, sanno ancora consolarsi in punto di morte.

To live is to conspire against death knowing that death is our best ally

Human life is limited but I would like to live forever.

He had never looked forward to the wisdom and other vaunted benefits of old age. Would he be able to die young—and if possible free of all pain? A graceful death—as a richly patterned kimono, thrown carelessly across a polished table, slides unobtrusively down into the darkness of the floor beneath. A death marked by elegance.

There is nothing in the least special about you. I guarantee you a long life. You have not been chosen by the gods, you will never be at one with your acts, you do not have in you the green light to flash like young lightning with the speed of the gods and destroy yourself. All you have is a certain premature senility. Your life will be suited for coupon-clipping. Nothing more.

Any confrontation between weak, flabby flesh and death seemed to me absurdly inappropriate

He wanted to talk about the strange passion that catches hold of a man by the scruff of his neck and transports him to a realm beyond the fear of death.

Besides, like a man who knows he is dying, he felt a need to be equally tender to all.

Man does not live simply in order to die.

People do not love pets that will outlive them. A short life is a condition for love.

The thought that his own life was about to cease cleansed his heart, the way peppermint cleanses the mouth.

Mes nesusiduriame su savo lemtimi netik?tai. Vyras, kuriam kažkada bus ?vykdyta mirties bausm?, visuomet - pakeliui ? darb? pamat?s elektros stulp?, pereidamas traukinio b?gius - mintyse piešia vietos, kurioje jam bus ?vykdyta mirties bausm? vaizdin?, artimiau su juo susipaž?sta.

How alike were the voices of pleasure and death!

Somehow the habit of eating had never appeared so ridiculous to me, and I rubbed my eyes. Presently I realized that my point of view came from having completely lost the desire to live.

One letter that still remains very vivid in my mind was written in pencil on a piece of rice-paper in a youthful, almost careless scribble. If my memory is not mistaken, it was to the following effect, and broke off abruptly in just this fashion: "At the moment I am full of life, my whole body overflowing with youth and strength. It seems impossible that I shall be dead in three hours' time. And yet...

We live in an age in which there is no heroic death.

I will die soon anyway... I too will cut the adombinal thread of time...but I will cut it with my own hands!

Ölür ise ten ölür, canlar ölesi de?il" (Only the body dies, souls can never be slain)