Quotes About Mortality

For all men are equal at the moment of death and who are we to judge them when a much greater judge awaits?

He had tattooed all of the names of the men he had killed on his body...unfortunately he had run out of room.

Hitherto man had to live with the idea of death as an individual; from now onward mankind will have to live with the idea of its death as a species.

Truth is man's proper good, and the only immortal thing was given to our mortality to use.

When men and woman die, as poets sung, his heart's the last part moves, her last, the tongue.

Life is rather a state of embryo, a preparation for life; a man is not completely born till he has passed through death.

Art is man determined to die sane.

I do wish I believed in the life eternal, for it makes me quite miserable to think man is merely a kind of machine endowed, unhappily for himself, with consciousness.

Dead man, dead man When will you arise? Cobwebs in your mind Dust upon your eyes

Man must endure his going hence.

The cemetery is filled with indispensable men.

So fleet the works of men, back to their earth again;Ancient and holy things fade like a dream.

I've always been a little skittish about death. On certain days I'm okay with it. On other days it's like, "Really? I have to? No, man, not me."

I've never made love to a ghost but I have made love to men who are a few years away from becoming a ghost.

Men, who achieve much, die as do those who achieve nothing.

Every man's death is standing in for every other. And since death comes to all there is no way to abate the fear of it except to love the man who stands for us.

Gods die with men who have conceived them. But the god-stuff roars eternally, like the sea, with too vast a sound to be heard.

And can a man his own quietus make with a bare bodkin?

Every unpunished murder takes away something from the security of every man's life

You cannot avoid mortality. But you can choose your way of meeting it. And that is the most that any man can hope for.

One cannot pass by without thinking of the density of men in the ground.

Can we wonder that men perish and are forgotten when their noblest and most enduring works decay?

There are people out there dying every day, so when you wake up, you just have to thank the Man Upstairs for another day on this planet. There's not much else we can ask for.

There's no man on this earth can even be assured he'll have a next day.