Quotes About Mortality

The gods are immortal men, and men are mortal gods.

Old age is always wakeful; as if, the longer linked with life, the less man has to do with aught that looks like death.

There are but three events which concern man: birth, life and death. They are unconscious of their birth, they suffer when they die, and they neglect to live.

A man sets himself the task of portraying the world. Shortly before he dies he discovers that this patient labyrinth of lines is a drawing of his own face.

Such is the blindness, nay the insanity of mankind, that some men are driven to death by the fear of it.

It is within the power of every man to live his life nobly, but of no man to live forever. Yet so many of us hope that life will go on forever, and so few aspire to live nobly.

The wicked man, when he dies, is driven to his grave, but the Christian comes to his grave.

A man lusts to become a god... and there is murder. Murder upon murder upon murder. Why is the world of men nothing but murder?

I am a man. And I am former baby and a future skeleton, and I am a distant future pile of dust.

The reason some men fear older women is they fear their own mortality.

A man is known to be mortal by two things, Sleep and Lust.

My mother, Abra, had taught me that all people are made from the same dust. When our days here are gone, all men and women enter the same garden.

Lives of great men oft remind us as we o'er their pages turn, That we too may leave behind us - Letters that we ought to burn.

But though empires, like all the other works of men, have all hitherto proved mortal, yet every empire aims at immortality.

But when the dust has drunk the blood of men, no resurrection comes for one who's dead.

When the black and mortal blood of man has fallen to the ground ... who then can sing spells to call it back again?

God planteth in mortal men the cause of sin whensoever he wills utterly to destroy a house.

Death means nothing to men like me. It's the event that proves them right.

The lot of man - to suffer and to die.

Old men must die, or the world would grow mouldy, would only breed the past again.

All the windy ways of men Are but dust that rises up, And is lightly laid again.

Of happy men that have the power to die, And grassy barrows of the happier dead.

Men cannot live forever But they must die forever.

Man's natural life span, 75 to 90 years or so, has not increased. It is the number of us who manage to attain it that has increased.