Quotes About Mortality

Death comes to all of us in the end.

When you see as many dead as I do they begin to blur into one colossal corpse. The world-carcass.

That it was sparing young people struck me as an enormous blessing, for there is nothing more devastating than the death of children.

A dreamer lives forever, and a toiler dies in a day.

Thus the ideas, as well as children, of our youth, often die before us: and our minds represent to us those tombs to which we are approaching; where, though the brass and marble remain, yet the inscriptions are effaced by time, and the imagery moulders away.

I must confess, by death here, I can understand nothing but a ceasing to be, the losing of all actions of life and sense.

There is only one thing I fear in life, my friend... One day the black will swallow the red.

There is nothing glorious in dying, anyone can do it.

Influenza killed more people in a year than the Black Death of the Middle Ages killed in a century; it killed more people in twenty-four weeks than AIDS has killed in twenty-four years.

Death comes walking across the countryside swinging that scythe, and he might get you or he might not.

This earth is only the grave and Golgotha wherein all things that live must rot.

Some of us, we're hardly ever here The rest of us, we're born to disappear How do I stop myself from Being just a number? How will I hold my head To keep from going under?

But this long run is a misleading guide to current affairs. In the long run we are all dead.

In the long run we are all dead. Economists set themselves too easy, too useless a task if in tempestuous seasons they can only tell us that when the storm is long past the ocean is flat again.

Men will not always die quietly.

Long run is a misleading guide to current affairs. In the long run we are all dead.

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In the long run we are all dead

Men pass my grave, and say, "'Twere well to sleep, Like such an one, amid the uncaring dead!" How should they know the vigils that I keep, The tears I shed?

when you're young, you feel invulnerable. I don't feel invulnerable anymore.

A man is born. He dies.

But all life turns away from its own eventual hopelessness, leaving insomnia and its night to lovers and the dying.

you are moving to the death of having to describe the real face of your life to your God in his priest, and to beg forgiveness, and promise, for there is still time.

We are surrounded with people who think that what we have been doing for that one-fortieth of a second can go on indefinitely. They are considered normal, but they are stark, raving mad.