Quotes About Mortality

Still, they have one thing I envy. Humans, if nothing else, have the good sense to die.

I can promise you that the world is a factory.  The sun stirs it, the humans rule it.  And I remain.  I carry them away.- spoken by death

I traveled the globe as always, handing souls to the conveyor belt of eternity.

HERE IS A SMALL FACT *** You are going to die. I am in all truthfulness attempting to be cheerful about this whole topic, though most people find themselves hindered in believing me, no matter my protestations. Please, trust me. I most definitely can be cheerful. I can be amiable. Agreeable. Affable. And that's only the A's. Just don't ask me to be nice. Nice has nothing to do with me.

For some reason, dying men always ask questions they know the answer to. Perhaps it's so they can die being right.

For two days I went about my business. I travelled the globe as always, handing souls to the conveyor belt of eternity.

The consequence of this is that I'm always finding humans at their best and worst. I see their ugly and their beauty, and I wonder how the same thing can be both. Still, they have one thing I envy. Humans, if nothing else, have the good sense to die.

Los minutos eran crueles. Las horas mortificantes. Durante los momentos de desvelo, sobre él pendía inexorablemente la mano del tiempo, la cual no dudaba en estrujarlo. Le sonreía, lo retorcía y lo dejaba vivir. Qué gran maldad puede encubrir la prolongación de una vida.

When death tells a story yo really have to listen

A human doesn't have a heart like mine. The human heart is a line, whereas my own is a circle, and i have the endless ability to be in the right place at the right time. The consequence of this is that i'm always finding humans at their best and worst. I see their ugly and their beauty, and i wonder how the same thing can be both. Still, they have one thing i envy. Humans, if nothing else, have the good sense to die

Un asiento, dos hombres, una breve discusión y yo. A veces me mata ver cómo muere la gente.

Here is a small fact: You are going to die does this scare you? I urge you don't be afraid, I'm nothing if not fair - Death

I am haunted by humans

When death captures me," the boy vowed, "he will feel my fist on his face." Personally, I quite like that. Such stupid gallantry. Yes. I like that a lot.

You see? Even death has a heart.

You might argue that I make the rounds no matter what year it is, but sometimes the human race likes to crank things up a little. They increase the production of bodies and their escaping souls.

First the colors. Then the humans. That's usually how I see things. Or at least, how I try. ***HERE IS A SMALL FACT*** You are going to die.

Here's a small fact. You are going to die.

Apesadumbrada, se dio cuenta de que los relojes no suenan a nada que se parezca siquiera a un tictac, sino al ruido que hace un martillo, arriba y abajo, golpeando una y otra vez contra el suelo. El sonido de una sepultura.

When death captures me," the boy vowed, "he will feel my fist on his face.

He [Rudy] placed the smiling teddy bear cautiously onto the pilot's shoulder. The tip of its ear touching his throat. the dying man breathed it in, He spoke. In English, he said 'Thank you.

HERE IS A SMALL FACT You are going to die. The question is, what color will everything be at that moment when I come for you? People observe the colors of a day only at its beginnings and ends, but to me it's quite clear that a day merges through a multitude of shades and intonations, with each passing moment. A single hour can consist of thousands of different colors. Waxy yellows, cloud-spat blues. Murky darknesses.

You are like he was, Keith enlightens me, and just like him you were most likely to die in the same way - a quarter of what you could have been...

I walk away, afraid. Afraid because I don't want my own funeral to be that forlorn and empty. I want words at my funeral. But I guess that means you need life in your life.