Quotes About Mortality

He whom the gods love dies young, while he is in health, has his senses and his judgments sound.

One day Time will die And love will bury it

That is why we dread children, even if we love them. They show us the state of our decay.

I had never given much thought to how I would die, but dying in the place of someone I love doesn't seem like such a bad way to go.

The world is so ordered that we must, in a material sense, lose everything we have and love, one thing after another, until we ourselves close our eyes.

Hoping to fashion a mirror, the lover doth polish the face of his beloved until he produces a skull.

Death where is thy sting? Love, where is thy glory?

I cry a lot because I miss people. They die and I can't stop them. They leave me and I love them more.

Once you learn how to die you learn how to live.

Grab love of life every day. Because we're all gonna die. It's difficult to live that way. Most people are afraid to. Or can't. I find it very difficult.

She nods. You're good for the ones you love. You want to be good for the ones you love, because you know that your time with them will end up being too short, no matter how long it is.

When you're dead, you don't breathe, you don't see, you don't feel, you don't love.

I'll make death love me; for I will contend Even with his pestilent scythe.

Love is the problem of an animal.

All I kept thinking about, over and over, was 'You can't live forever; you can't live forever.

Wait. You think I'm going to die? That's why you slept with me?

We have only a little time to please the living. But all eternity to love the dead.

While I had often said that I wanted to die in bed, what I really meant was that in my old age I wanted to be stepped on by an elephant while making love.

Everybody is gonna die from something. And so the deal is how to use each day to move things forward for both you and the people you love and the country you love.

I will be dust, but dust in love

Everybody dies alone. That's a fact. Some more alone than others.

It's actually somewhat common for people facing death to reach out to God," Boner says, in the exact same self-important, didactic tone he employed as a kid when explaining to us what a blow job was.

He wakes up and thinks, I'm alive. This simple fact fills him with a sense of accomplishment. He didn't die in his sleep.

He starts to panic at the prospect, and then gets angry at how unfair it is to have to be scared of anything after you've already died. Isn't that supposed to be one of the perks? N more fear and worrying, no more lugging around all the shit that got tangled up in your mortal coil over the years? That's kind of what he's been counting on.