Quotes About Mortality

Man and the animals are merely a passage and channel for food, a tomb for other animals, a haven for the dead, giving life by the death of others, a coffer full of corruption.

The fame of the rich man dies with him; the fame of the treasure, and not of the man who possessed it, remains.

He's the type of man who will end up dying in his own arms.

Death is dreadful to the man whose all is extinguished with his life; but not to him whose glory never can die.

Time, the greatest enemy of man, is an addict who smokes the cigarette of life and uses God's soil as an ashtray.

The wise man lives as long as he ought, not so long as he can.

Immortality no longer interests the weary old man at all.

There is no fair in life and death. If it were, no good men would die young.

A man is not dependent upon his fellow creature, when he does not fear death.

How much does a man live, after all?/ Does he live a thousand days, or one only? For a week, or for several centuries?/ How long does a man spend dying?/ What does it mean to say 'for ever'?

The best thing for a man to do is to be born and, being born, to die at once.

The deeds of men never escape the gods. [Lat., Acta deos nunquam mortalia fallunt.]

Fat men get knocked over by buses no earlier, nor later, than thin men. And I, for one, have buried most of my thin friends.

Absolute virtue is as sure to kill a man as absolute vice is, let alone the dullness of it and the pomposities of it.

What madness it is for a man to starve himself to enrich his heir, and so turn a friend into an enemy! For his joy at your death will be proportioned to what you leave him.

Neither I nor any other man should, on trial or in way, contrive to avoid death at any cost.

Man is the only living being who has a developed self-awareness and death-awareness.

Death is as near to the young as to the old; here is all the difference: death stands behind the young man's back, before the old man's face.

The ocean moans over dead men's bones.

To Contemplation's sober eye. / Such is the race of Man.

It has been said that to write is to live forever. The man who said that is dead.

Little men build up great ones, but the snow colossus soon melts; the good stand under the eye of God, and therefore stand.

An aged man is but a paltry thing, a tattered coat upon a stick, unless soul clap its hands and sing, and louder sing for every tatter in its mortal dress.

We all are men, in our own natures frail, and capable of our flesh; few are angels.