Quotes About Mortality

He said gloomily, despairing, sadly: 'How hard, oh, how hard it is to die and leave one's country no better than if one had never lived for it.

Here, where the lonely hooting owl Sends forth his midnight moans, Fierce wolves shall o'er my carcase growl, Or buzzards pick my bones. No fellow-man shall learn my fate, Or where my ashes lie; Unless by beasts drawn round their bait, Or by the ravens' cry. Yes! I've resolved the deed to do, And this the place to do it: This heart I'll rush a dagger through Though I in hell should rue it! Often

We are here to prepare for not being here.

It was just before dusk. Then there would be dusk. Then night. Day again. The little deaths – las muertes chiquitas - then the big one. It was all practise.

What is the difference between being not yet born and having lived, being now dead?

The use of language is all we have to pit against death and silence.

I look upon life as a gift from God. I did nothing to earn it. Now that the time is coming to give it back, I have no right to complain.

porque el vuelo es corto y él ha vivido mucho.

A person doesn't have to do anything but die.

Hay quien vive como si fuera inmortal, otros se cuidan como si valieran la pena

la vejez es un castigo peor que la muerte.

yo no soy yo soy este que va a mi lado sin yo verlo; que, a veces, voy a ver, y que, a veces, olvido. El que calla, sereno, cuando hablo, el que perdona, dulce, cuando odio, el que pasea por donde no estoy, el que quedará en pié cuando yo muera.

To live is nothing more than to come here to die, to be what we were before being born, but with apprenticeship, experience, knowledge of cause, and perhaps with will.

Ya murió? ¿Y de qué? -No supe de qué. Tal vez de tristeza. Suspiraba mucho. -Eso es malo. Cada suspiro es como un sorbo de vida del que uno se deshace.

Aquello está sobre las brasas de la tierra, en la mera boca del infierno. Con decirle que muchos de los que allí se mueren al llegar al infierno regresan por su cobija.

We shall live, love and be happy as mortals can be

What would you have me do, Odo? We're all terminal cases. Even our cultures. Even our worlds. A hundred years for an individual and he's gone, only a memory for a hundred more, at most. Perhaps longer if he's someone to whom they build statues. But after a thousand years, whom do we really remember?

We are born at the rise of the curtain and we die with its fall, and every night in the presence of our patrons we write our new creation, and every night it is blotted out forever; and of what use is it to say to audience or to critic, Ah, but you should have seen me last Tuesday?

It is when we are faced with death that we turn most bookish.

You can recover from the writing malady only by falling mortally ill and dying.

Die Nacht wurde erfunden, damit wir uns Stück für Stück an die Dunkelheit gewöhnen. Der Schlaf wurde erfunden, damit wir uns Nacht für Nacht an den Tod gewöhnen.

Ich bin einfach sterblich, wie andere Leute erkältet sind. In jeder Sekunde spüre ich die Symptome.

We come from not being and march toward not being:nothing between two nothings, zero between two zeros,and since between two nothings nothing can be,let's drink to the splendor of not being our bodies.

In his last days on this earth, he'd wanted to know if this was all there was.