Quotes About Mortality

He who dies with the most toys is, nonetheless, still dead.

Life is a sexually transmitted disease.

Life will always be forever But remember you will not So be remembered forever

People die but their good and bad memories live

What I really find interesting is there is plenty of time for death, but so little time for life.

Youth is fleeting, life less so.

He created man,And man is born, and dies, and does not come again.

If only, when one heardThat Old Age was comingOne could bolt the door,Answer "Not at home"And refuse to meet him!

Et in Arcadia ego [I too am in Arcadia].

Somos ele e eu Sandokans de meia idade, pensou o médico, em que a aventura consiste em decifrar a página necrológica do jornal na esperança de que a omissão do nosso nome nos garanta estarmos vivos. E vamos entretanto partindo aos pedaços, por fracções, o cabelo, o apêndice, a vesicula, alguns dentes, como encomendas desmontáveis

I am only alive because I have not yet died.

The things that look fixed in the world, child—mountains, wealth, empires—their permanence is only an illusion. We believe they will last, but that is only because of the brevity of our own lives. From the perspective of God, cities like this come and go like anthills.

The very life of any creature is a quick-fading spark in fathomless darkness.

You can cling to this world for a thousand years and still be plucked out of it in a breath.

The very life of any creature is a quick-fading spark in fathomless darkness. That's God's truth.

How do men convince themselves that others must die so they might live?

When all you have is a shard of papyrus with a few words on it," Rex says, "or a single line quoted in somebody else's text, the potential of what's lost haunts you. It's like the boys who died in Korea. We grieve them the most because we never saw the men they would become." Zeno thinks of his father: how much easier it was to be a hero when you no longer walked the earth.

Open your eyes, concludes the man, and see what you can with them before they close forever

How few days are left in the lives of anyone. How few hours.

First we die, the woman says. "Then our bodies are buried. So we die two deaths." "Then in another world, folded inside the living world, we wait. We wait until everyone who knew us when we were children has died. And then the last of them dies, we finally die our third death.

Everyone seems to agree that the world will end soon and the only essential task is to cleanse the besmirchment from one's soul before that day comes.

For as long as we have been a species, whether with medicine or technology, by gathering power, by embarking on journeys, or by telling stories, we humans have tried to defeat death. None of us ever has." They reach the top of the tower

Abram os olhos e vejam o máximo que puderem antes que eles se fechem para sempre.

Styrofoam tombstones around the stage and angles the microwave-box-turned-sarcophagus so the audience can read its epitaph: Aethon: Lived 80 Years a Man, 1