Quotes About Mortality

What does this patch-sewing mean you ask? Eating and drinking. The heavy cloak of the body is always getting torn. You patch it with food and other ego-satisfactions.

The uncertainty of tomorrow can only be understood by those who don't know for sure if they will live another day.

Oh! death will find me long before I tire of watching you.

Until death comes, all is life.

And until death comes, all is life.

No one rules the world forever, the gods grow jealous. If someone is constantly successful or too powerful - be it Alexander or Napolean or Hitler - the gods will eventually destroy him.

The deer's life is over, but he has not lived in fear of death. It is only man's imagination and fear of the hereafter that makes him afraid of meeting death.

There's a great affinity between trees and men.We grow at much the same pace, if we are not hurt or starved or cut down. In our youth we are resplendent creatures, and in our declining years we stoop a little, we remember,we stretch our brittle limbs in the sun,and then,with a sigh,we shed our last leaves.

Death sends a radiogram every day: When I want / you I'll drop it - and then one day he comes with a / master-key and lets himself in and says: We'll go now. (Carl Sandberg, 'Death Snips Proud Men')

We were born to die and we die to live. As seedlings of God, we barely blossom on earth we fully flower in heaven.

We are graced with a godlike ability to transcend time and space in our minds but are chained to death.

Some of us come here as shooting stars, to shine brightly for only the briefest moment, and others of us come and overstay our welcome, living to a ripe old age and forgetting our own names.

Why did so many die in the night? As though they wished to kiss us and deliver us with sweet dreams before taking their leave of the world.

Back then, I say, you could have died easily as he, all those frail geniuses died of syphilis or TB.

Note to self: don't die.

They carved your name into the stone and then they put it in the ground, I run my fingers through the grooves When no one's around

If tragedy is about the fact that people are mortal, then comedy is about the fools we make of ourselves on the way to the grave.

I think about death a lot, like I think we all do. I don't think of suicide as an option, but as fun. It's an interesting idea that you can control how you go. It's this thing that's looming, and you can control it.

Someday I'll be a weather-beaten skull resting on a grass pillow, Serenaded by a stray bird or two. Kings and commoners end up the same, No more enduring than last night's dream.

Someday I'll be a weather-beaten skull resting on a grass pillow, Serenaded by a stray bird or two. Kings and commoners end up the same, No more enduring than last night's dream.

Her mate laughed. "There's enough time for that later. In fact, we have a perfectly extraordinary but mortal life ahead of us.

Tam ya?amaya ba?lad???m bu andan itibaren beni öldü says?nlar.

Yahu ne oluyor bunlara? Hemen ölüyor muyuz? Ölsek ne olacak sanki... Onlara ne? Ben onlar için neyim? Ben onlar için hiçbir ?ey de?ilim. Hiç bir ?ey de?ildim... Senelerden beri ayn? evde beraber ya?ad?k. Bu adam kimdir diye merak etmediler... ?imdi çekip gidece?imden korkuyorlar...

I want you to understand: however big one is in the world, tomorrow morning if I fall dead or you fall dead, the world will go on just fine—maybe better—without us!