Quotes About Mortality

Vossa existência, frágeis mortais, é aos meus olhos menos que nada. Felicidade só conheceis imaginada; vossa ilusão logo é seguida pela desdita.

Once you are born in this world you're old enough to die.

All lives end, but not all conclude.

How empty life is and without meaning. - We bury a man, we follow him to the grave, we throw three spades of earth on him, we ride out in a coach, we ride home in a coach, we take comfort in the thought that a long life awaits us. But how long is threescore years and ten? Why not finish it at once?

Let's learn to live, for we must die alone.

Let all live as they would die.

Between the businesse of life and the day of death, a space ought to be interposed.

He that feares death lives not.

The bottom line for me is that life is short and art is long.

Eroticism, it may be said, is assenting to life up to the point of death

I am glad my life is coming to an end. To think that it might last another five hundred years, now that would be terrible, in my case.

I don't know when the end of the world is, but there are people that I speak to every night, the end of their world could be tomorrow because we don't know when life will end.

Death was not the opposite of life. It was already here, within my being, it had always been here, and no struggle would permit me to forget that.

When you're dead, it robs life of many of it's pleasures

I wish to learn what life has to teach, and not, when I come to die, discover that I have not truly lived.

Having reached the term of his natural life"; Mwould it not be truer to say, Having reached the term of his unnatural life?

Life is a hurdle and you'll never clear it. Death is the end of the ride and you fear it.

We are occupants. No one has any lasting purchase on life or on the planet.

How fascinating is death, the extinction of life. One moment here and the next gone. The light put out and only the empty bag of the body left.

We waste our best years in distilling the sweetest flowers of life into potions which, after all, do not immortalize, but only intoxicate.

We die, because we live.

We die of too much life.

The race may or may not be to the swift, but tell me, is it likely that the fight will be entrusted to the dead?

There is nothing worse for mortals than a wandering life.