Quotes About Mortality

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

Un pequeño detalle: Morirás.

By the way—I like this human idea of the grim reaper. I like the scythe. It amuses me.)

i'm haunted by humans

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.

I'm compelled to continue on, because although it's not true for every person on earth, it's true for the vast majority—that death waits for no man—and if he does, he doesn't usually wait very long.

Last note from you narrator; I am haunted by humans.

If nothing else, the old man would die like a human. Or at least with the thought that he was a human.

It kills me sometimes, how people die

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.

One seat, two men, a short argument and me. It kills me sometimes, how people die.

HERE IS A SMALL FACT *** You are going to die.

Rudy Steiner slept. Mama and Papa slept. Frau Holtzapfel, Frau Diller. Tommy Müller. All sleeping. All dying.

She had her whole death ahead of her

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

Are you looking at a dead man now?

A final dirty joke. Another human punch line. As with many of the others, when I began my journey away, there seemed a quick shadow again, a final moment of eclipse—the recognition of another soul gone. You see, to me, for just a moment, despite all of the colors that touch and grapple with what I see in this world, I will often catch an eclipse when a human dies. I've seen millions of them. I've seen more eclipses than I care to remember

I'm compelled to continue on, because although it's not true for every person on Earth, it's true for the vast majority that death waits for no man and if he does, he doesn't usually wait very long.

A last note from your narrator I am haunted by humans.

No, I'm not a saint, Sophie. I'm just another stupid human." We smile a last smile, and I walk away. I feel her watching me, but I don't look back.

al menos los humanos tienen el buen juicio de morir.

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 ugliness and their beauty, and I wonder how the same thing can be both. Still they have one thing that I envy. Humans, if nothing else, have the good sense to die.

When Death has a story to tell; you listen.

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