Quotes About Mortality

Our body is just a vehicle for us while we're here. It is our soul and our spirit that last forever.

Earn your death.

How long is a man's life, finally? Is it a thousand days, or only one? One week, or a few centuries? How long does a man's death last? And what do we mean when we say, 'gone forever'?

Death is the only grammatically correct full stop…

Lord, help me to know How fleeting my time on earth is. Help me to know how limited is my life

When I check my phone to remember I exist and I shake it and shake it I shake myself, as if to clear the Etch A Sketch of my face. If I'm dead inside how would I know, how would a bulb check its own filament.

Death, after all, had many shapes; everyone knew it: it was the way.

We live in a world of fire and death and funerals.

I would save studying for a test until the night before the test because I didn't know if I was even going to be alive to take it anyway, so why bother? This was the attitude of all my friends.

The dead should not speak, for their words smell of rot

Shun death, is my advice.

Strange secrets are let out by Death Who blabs so oft the follies of this world.

We can now prove that large numbers of Americans are dying from sitting on their behinds.

This is what we see when we look up at Rainier, the beauty, the horror, the awe the unbelievability of size that confirms our own consequence on this earth. We look at the mountain, like god and can imagine nothing larger. Its incompressible life-span reminds us of the fleeting mortality of our own bones. It looms over our lives on clear days and and stay present but hidden through the clouds of winter. Like god it remains everywhere forever.

We cannot change the hearts of those people of the South, but we can make war so terrible that they will realize the fact that however brave and gallant and devoted to their country, still they are mortal and should exhaust all peaceful remedies before they fly to war.23

Things are the changeless mirror in which we watch ourselves disintegrate.

In Patagonia, the isolation makes it easy to exaggerate the person you are: the drinker drinks; the devout prays; the lonely grows lonelier, sometimes fatally.

The Bushmen, who walk distances across the Kalahari, have no idea of the soul's survival in another world. 'When we die, we die,' they say. 'The wind blows away our foot prints, and that is the end of us.' Sluggish and sedentary peoples, such as the Ancient Egyptians – with their concept of an afterlife journey through the Field of Reeds – project on to the next world the journeys they failed to make in this one.

Don't neglect life by worrying about Death. - I don't know what is the meaning of death, but I am not afraid to die - and I go on, non-stop, going forward [with life]. Even though, I, Bruce Lee, may die some day without fulfilling all of my ambitions, I will have no regrets. I did what I wanted to do and what I've done, I've done with sincerity and to the best of my ability. You can't expect much more from life.

Acceptance of death. — The round of summer and winter becomes a blessing the moment we give up the fantasy of eternal spring.

As Adam brought death, so Christ brought life; as Adam is the father of mortality, so Christ is the father of immortality.

To fill the full measure and purpose of our mortal probation, we must have patience. This mortal existence is the Lord's sifting sphere, the time when we are subject to trials, testing, and tribulations. Future rewards will be based on our patient endurance of all things.

We are one sour breath of night and day, then dirt and stars, but we're holding the new morning.

Now, some guys' five minutes are worth other guys' fifty years, and while burning out in one brilliant supernova will send record sales through the roof, leave you living fast, dying young, leaving a beautiful corpse, there is something to be said for living. Personally, I like my gods old, grizzled and here.