Quotes About Mortality

Life as we know it, with all its ups and downs, will soon be over. We all will give an accounting to God of how we have lived.

Heaven doesn't make this life less important; it makes it more important.

Life is a terminal disease, and it is sexually transmitted.

You do not understand even life. How can you understand death?

Aspirin will not bring dead hookers back to life.

My understanding of life is very existential. I think that we are our bodies. There's nothing else, and when we die, that's it. No afterlife.

We need to be reminded that there is nothing morbid about honestly confronting the fact of life's end, and preparing for it so that we may go gracefully and peacefully.

...the more unlived your life, the greater your death anxiety. The more you fail to experience your life fully, the more you will fear death.

A painting is life and a painting is death . . . the picture is our own legacy left by tomorrow's dead for tomorrow's living.

The fight between life and death is to the finish, and death ultimately is the victor . . . I do not deplore the passing of these crude old days.

Life is just a dream on the way to death.

Live each day as if it were the last day of your life because, so far, it is.

No one survives life.

I take a good long look at her. I know life well enough to know you can't count on things staying around or standing still, no matter how much you want them to. You can't stop people from dying. You can't stop them from going away. You can't stop yourself from going away either.

but it's only when I'm awake that I think about dying.

Cara, por que você faz isso? -Porque todos vamos morrer um dia. Eu só quero estar preparado. Esse não é o motivo, claro, mas a explicação foi suficiente pra ele. A verdade é que existem muitos motivos, que mudam diariamente [...]

Estamos todos sozinhos, presos num corpo e na nossa própria cabeça, e qualquer companhia que temos na vida é passageira e superficial.

Because we all have to die someday. I just want to be prepared.

What are you most afraid of?" I say before we jump. I can already feel my skin starting to burn from the sun. "Dying. Losing my parents. Staying here for the rest of my life. Never figuring out what I'm supposed to do. Being ordinary. Losing everyone I love.

Allt det där är bara tidsfördriv i väntan på döden.

but it's only when I'm awake that I think about dying.

The why is that none of it matters. Not school, not cheerleading, not boyfriends or friends or parties or creative writing programs or…" She waves her arms at the world. "It's all just time filler until we die." "Maybe. Maybe not. Whether it's filler or not, I'm pretty glad to be here." If there's anything I've learned, it's that you need to make the most of it.

It's all just time filler until we die.

Is today a good day to die? This is something I ask myself in the morning when I wake up. In third period when I'm trying to keep my eyes open while Mr. Schroeder drones on and on. At the supper table as I'm passing the green beans. At night when I'm lying awake because my brain won't shut off due to all there is to think about. Is today the day? And if not today—when?