Quotes About Mortality

La muerte es un recodo del camino, morir es sólo no ser ya visto.

Muerte somos y muerte vivimos. Nacemos muertos, muertos pasamos y muertos ya, irrumpimos en la Muerte.

Who knows for what supreme forces – gods or demons of Truth in whose shadow we roam – I may be nothing but a shiny fly that alights in front of them for a moment or two? A facile hypothesis? Trite observation? Philosophy with no real thought? Maybe. But I didn't think: I felt. It was carnally, directly, with profound and dark horror that I made this ludicrous comparison.

Quando eu abandonar o meu ser como uma cadeira donde me levanto Deixar atrás o mundo como a um quarto donde saio, Abandonar toda esta forma, de sentidos e pensamento, de sentir as coisas, Como uma capa que me prenda, Quando de vez minha alma chegar à superfície da minha pele E dispersar o meu ser pelo universo exterior, Seja com alegria que eu reconheça que a Morte Vem como um sol distante na antemanhã do meu novo ser.

Meu coração a bater Parece estar-me a lembrar Que, se um dia te esquecer, Será por ele parar.

Nothing of nothing remains. We're nothing. In the sun and air we put off briefly The unbreathable darkness of damp earth Whose weight we'll have to bear— Postponed corpses that procreate. Laws passed, statues seen, odes finished— All have their grave. If we, heaps of flesh Made sanguine by an inner sun, Must set, then why not they? We're tales telling tales, nothing…

The everyday external things of the one who died

La vida no es como las medicinas, que todas vienen con su prospecto en el que se explican las contraindicaciones del producto y se detalla la dosis en que debe ser consumido. Nos la dan sin receta, la vida, y sin prospecto. La ética no puede suplir del todo esa deficiencia porque no es más que la crónica de los esfuerzos hechos por los humanos para remediarla.

The continual cracking of your feet on the road makes a certain quantity of road come up into you. When a man dies they say he returns to clay but too much walking fills you up with clay far sooner (or buries bits of you along the road) and brings your death half-way to meet you. It is not easy to know what is the best way to move yourself from one place to another.

You mean that because I have no name I cannot die and that you cannot be held answerable for death even if you kill me?

Are your friends as good as MY friends? I can discern the nod of of assent but doubt it. My own friends are far better, they are famous people and they are all dead. Who, you may ask, are those friends of mine, and why are they dead? It is a fair question. They are dead because, had they lived, they would have died anyway from extreme old age and decrepitude.

I was at a wake the other night and every man jack was drunk - even the corpse.

The world was made for the dead. Think of all the dead there are...There's a million times more dead than living and the dead are dead a million times longer than the living are alive...

He kept on digging but the grave did not get any deeper. "The dead are poor," he said in the voice of the stranger. You can't be any poorer than dead.

there never was a body that give the undertaker a tip.

She would of been a good woman," The Misfit said, "if it had been somebody there to shoot her every minute of her life.

He couldn't understand at all why he had let himself risk his skin for a dead shriveled-up part-nigger dwarf that had never done anything but get himself embalmed and then lain stinking in a museum the rest of his life.

I can't believe that our body, composed as it is of mud and shit and equipped with instincts lower than those of the pig or the crab-louse, contains anything pure and immaterial

Fantastic days are what you wish upon those who have so few sunrises left, those whose lungs are so lesion-spangled with new cancer that they should be embracing as much life as they can. Time's a-wasting, go out and have yourself a fantastic day! Fantastic days are for goners.

I like things that are just about to go. Everything's leaving. Death is never far away from me. When you make something, death can't help but be in it.

I've always been fascinated with death and darkness, and I still am.

Maybe if I'd had more direct contact with death, I wouldn't find it so fascinating and I wouldn't write about it so much.

Society has a fascination with death.

Death to me means nothing as long as I can die fast.