Quotes About Mortality

None of us can escape Death, but we can Realize God before we face the final moments of Life.

There is no End. At Death, we Transcend. We are just Actors; we Come and Go. We must do our Part, the best way we can. And we must Enjoy the Show!

you should try living inside the skin of someone with one of those doomed tattoos. In any case, it's not as if I have any great desire to live to a ripe old age, so it doesn't matter. If I can just live a short life, and live it fully, that's enough for me. Cry a little, laugh a little, and then it's over.

Qué trágico que el hombre nunca pueda darse cuenta de lo hermosa que es la vida hasta que se encuentra cara a cara con la muerte

La vida es breve, enamoraos, doncellas... Antes de que la flor carmesí se desvanezca de vuestros labios... Antes de que las mareas de la pasión se enfríen dentro de vosotras... Para aquellos que no conocen el mañana... La vida es breve, enamoraos, doncellas... Antes de que nuestras trenzas de cuervo comiencen a desvanecerse... Antes de que las llamas de vuestros corazones parpadeen y mueran... Para aquellos a quienes el hoy nunca volverá...

So when my mother expressed her concern to me, I laughed it away, saying, "People who talk about dying don't die.

According to Buddhism, the human life span today has diminished to around a hundred years, and will continue to decrease. That we are living in a time of increasing evil is a common idea among ancient people.

In the foreseeable future, I will be a dead person. I want to remind you that dead people are people too. There are good dead people and bad dead people. Some of my best friends are dead people. Dead people have fought in every war." Then

Si somos capaces de ser más fuertes que la muerte, no es en la fiesta de la vida, sino dominando el infinito mismo por medio del pensamiento.

and all they could do was sit, sleep, eat, and be reminded day after day, night after night, of their disease and eventual death.

Isn't it strange, how one so afraid of contracting a fatal malady...should so earnestly wish for death, as well?

We're all travelers in this world. From the sweet grass to the packing house. Birth 'til death. We travel between the eternities." - Prentice Ritter

Epitaph. Not next year, not the next one, Not the year after that. But ages From here, Clad in love stained sleeping bags, Dying with feet wrapped in endless Shirts and pillow cases, Crumbling with 99 flakes clutched Between thumb and palm, dripping Yellow cream from twig fingers, Basking our white haired chests on Green grassed parks under purple Skies. Laughing over coffee after Bath tubs of coffee have passed Through our guts. Huddled, lonely, Under heaped clothes, here lay us...

In the United States of America there are twenty-seven million people under twenty-one years of age who receive no Christian training at all. Juvenile crime in the big cities is tremendous—sometimes it seems absolutely out of control. Every week one million people are dying without Jesus. In one minute, eighty-five people pass into eternity. In just the brief span of a church service hundreds are passing out into the presence of God. Does that mean anything to you?

We die, he said. We die, I said. And knowing this how do we live? Knowing this, we live. We live.

The daguerreotype reproduces what appeared before a lens at a particular moment and never again-its appearance is simultaneous with its disappearance, its death.

Try to imagine what it will be like to go to sleep and never wake up… now try to imagine what it was like to wake up having never gone to sleep.

it's a sad world we live in when a human being leaves so little of a mark that no one even realizes it when he's gone.

I ought to have more love before I die. I've not had enough.

So here is one of my theories on happiness: we cannot know if we have lived a truly happy life until the very end. This view of life and death was reinforced by my close witnessing of the buildup to the death of Philip Gould. Philip was without doubt my closest friend in politics. When he died, I felt like I had lost a limb.

Do you have to sound so damned indifferent to it all? Here we are talking about how we're likely to be dead in a few hours and you're acting like it's only a minor inconvenience. ~"Spirey & the Queen

I'll die? I'm going to die anyway, so what difference does it make?"She paused, allowing the melancholic chorus of the machines to swell and fill the room. "Probably by the end of the week. And all I've got to look forward to is the inside of this room or the view out this window. At least let me see something different." ~"Understanding Space & Time

Birth and death frame a life, give it shape. Without that border it just becomes a kind of sprawling mess, a thing with no edge, no definition, no centre.

All I do know is that in six hours I could be suffering from acute existence failure.