Quotes About Mortality

It doesn't bother you that you weigh only x or y pounds and not three hundred. Why should it bother you that you have only x or y years to live and not more? You accept the limits placed on your body. Accept those placed on your time.

Second, that both the longest-lived and the earliest to die suffer the same loss. It is only the present moment of which either stands to be deprived: and if indeed this is all he has, he cannot lose what he does not have.

To feel affection for people even when they make mistakes is uniquely human. You can do it, if you simply recognize: that they're human too, that they act out of ignorance, against their will, and that you'll both be dead before long.

tanto el que goza de un tiempo más largo como el que ha de morir rápidamente deja atrás lo mismo, porque sólo es el presente de lo que va a verse privado, si es eso lo único que tiene y si uno no deja atrás lo que no tiene.

when thou art much vexed or grieved, that man's life is only a moment, and after a short time we are all laid out dead.

In a little while you too will close your eyes, and soon there will be others mourning the man who buries you.

29. Examine cada um dos seus atos, separadamente, e pergunte a si mesmo se a morte deve ser temida por lhe privar de tal ação.

It is peculiar to man to love even those who do wrong. And this happens, if when they do wrong it occurs to thee that they are kinsmen, and that they do wrong through ignorance and unintentionally, and that soon both of you will die; and above all, that the wrong-doer has done thee no harm, for he has not made thy ruling faculty worse than it was before.

Jangan bertingkah seolah-olah kau akan hidup hingga sepuluh ribu tahun. Kematian ada di dekatmu. Selama kau masih diberkahi hidup, selagi kau masih punya kemampuan, jadilah orang yang baik.

Call to mind how long you deffer these things, and how many times you have received from the Gods grace of the appointed day and you do not use it. Yet now, if never before, you should realize what Universe you are a part of, and as an emanation from what Controller of that Universe you subsist; and that a limit has been set to your time, which if you do not use it to let daylight into your soul, it will be gone and never again shall the chance be yours.

Do not fear death, but welcome it, since it too comes from nature. For just as we are young and grow old, and flourish and reach maturity, have teeth and a beard and grey hairs, conceive, become pregnant, and bring forth new life, and all the other natural processes that follow the seasons of our existence, so also do we have death. A thoughtful person will never take death lightly, impatiently, or scornfully, but will wait for it as one of life's natural processes.

Discard everything except these few truths: we can live only in the present moment, in this brief now; all the rest of our life is dead and buried or shrouded in uncertainty. Short is the life we lead, and small our patch of earth.

En cada una de tus acciones, hazte la pregunta ¿Cómo me va en eso?¿no tendré luego que arrepentirme de aquello? Dentro de poco habré muerto y todo se acabara ¿Qué mas puedo buscar, si obro al presente como un ser inteligente, sociable, relacionado, por igualdad de derechos con Dios?

Both he that praiseth, and he that is praised; he that remembers, and he that is remembered, will soon be dust and ashes.

This that I am, whatever it be, is mere flesh and a little breath and the ruling Reason.

Short then is the time which every man lives, and small the nook of the earth where he lives; and short too the longest posthumous fame...

So discard all else and secure these few things only. remind yourself too that each of us lives only in the present moment, a mere fragment of time; the rest is life past or uncertain future. Sure, life is a small thing, and small the cranny of the earth in which we live it; small too even the longest fame thereafter, which is itself subject to a succession of little men who will quickly die, and have no knowledge event of themselves, let alone of those long dead.

We ought not to think only upon the fact that our life each day is waning away, what is left of it being ever less, but this also should be a subject for thought

Thou art a little soul bearing about a corpse

Thou art a poor soul, saddled with a corpse," said Epictetus.

All things fade and quickly turn to myth: quickly too utter oblivion drowns them. And I am talking of those who shone with some wonderful brilliance: the rest, once they have breathed their last, are immediately 'beyond sigh, beyond knowledge'. But what in any case is everlasting memory? Utter emptiness.

Short is the little which remains to thee in life. Live as on a mountain.

In a moment the earth will cover us all. Then the earth too will change, and then further successive changes to infinity. One reflecting on these waves of change and transformation, and the speed of their flow, will hold all mortal things in contempt.

They are soon gone, and we fly away. . . . So teach us to count our days / that we may gain a wise heart" (90.12).