Quotes About Mortality

An unoptimized instance of H. sapiens maintains state coherency for only two to three gigaseconds before it succumbs to necrosis.

We are medium-sized mammals who only prosper because we've developed a half-arsed ability to terraform the less suitable bits of the planet we evolved on, and we're conscious of our inevitable decay and death, and we can't live anywhere else. There is no invisible sky daddy to give us immortal life and a harp and wings when we die.

According to the American Lung Association, the average smoker dies seven years earlier than the average nonsmoker, which means that smokers pay into Social Security and private pension funds for all of their working lives but then don't stick around very long to collect the benefits.

Read obituaries. They are just like biographies, only shorter. They remind us that interesting, successful people rarely lead orderly, linear lives.

Several studies of thousands of British civil servants (the Whitehall studies) have found that workers who have little control over their jobs—meaning they have minimal say over what tasks are performed or how those tasks are carried out—have a significantly higher mortality rate than other workers in the civil service with more decision-making authority.

The life of this world is wind Windblown we come, and windblown we go away. All that we look on is windfall. All we remember is wind.

Let go, live your life, the grave has no sunny corners

Afraid of death? So very much afraid of death that you long to die?

life seems to shorten itself, and all of a sudden

People live, and then they die, and as long as they do both things propertly, there's nothing much to regret.

The fly that no one to advise it follows the corpse into the grave.

But let the slave who sees another cast into a shallow grave know that he will be buried in the same way when his day comes.

The fly that has no one to advise him follows the corpse into the ground.

We are mortal. Nothing that touches us or we touch here is forever. Even rocks are rubbed small by the river.

The plain unvarnished reality that we cannot escape who we are and most of the time we die as we lived.

We are mortal. Nothing that touches us or we touch here is forever. Even rocks are rubbed small by the river. [Mary Deerfield]

You can repair anything but dead. You can't fix that

Supposedly, whatever we do that's selfish goes with us to the grave; whatever we do that's selfless lives on.

The world is the mirror of myself dying.

I feel old only when I look at my hands or at myself in the mirror.

Long run is a misleading guide to current affairs. In the long run we are all dead.

It is only the consciousness of a nonexistence which allows us to realize for moments that we are living.

Death is a monster; death is horrible.

To me, morality and family is more important than anything else in life. You don't get a second chance at it. Vanity, ego and all that is not something I get to take to the grave.