Quotes About Mortality

The truth is in our bones, for flesh decays and bone endures.

Men are born to strive and suffer. Our woes only vanish when we die.

What good is this, i ask you? He who hurries through life hurries to his grave.

Crows will fight over a dead man's flesh and kill each other for his eyes.

We look at mountains and call them eternal, and so they seem … but in the course of time, mountains rise and fall, rivers change their courses, stars fall from the sky, and great cities sink beneath the sea. Even gods die, we think. Everything changes.

Death is not the worst thing," the kindly man replied. "It is His gift to us, an end to want and pain.

Winter comes for all of us, Catelyn thought. For me, it came when Ned died. It will come for you too, child, and sooner than you like. She did not have the heart to say it.

I'm not afraid to die." It was only half a lie.

All men must die. We are but death's instruments, not death himself.

But how much can human beings know each other? Aren't all of them cut off, really? Each alone in a big, dark, empty universe? We only trick ourselves when we think that someone else is there. In the end, in the cold lonely end, it's only us, by ourselves, in the blackness. Are you there, Robb? How do I know? Will you die with me, Robb? Will we be together then? Are we together now?......... It's not enough anymore. I'm scared. Suddenly I'm scared.

Siamo solamente esseri umani, Jon Snow, e gli dei ci hanno foggiato perché si possa amare. É la nostra gloria più grande, e anche la nostra tragedia più terribile.

And how do I do that? the old man wondered. Once I might have silenced him forever, but now …

The dead are likely dull fellows, full of tedious complaints—the ground's too cold, my gravestone should be larger, why does he get more worms than I do …

Az él?knek mosolyogni kell, hiszen a halottak nem tudnak.

Fear kills more people than death.

Never draw a gun on a man unless you intend to kill him. And believe me, if you do intend to kill him he will already know it. Then he will feel the cold breath of the tomb.

Death can be more exciting than life.

For what is most dreaded is not the agony of dying, nor yet the strange impossibility that when we do not exist we should suffer for not existing. What is dreaded is the defeat of a present will directed upon life and its various undertakings.

Let a man once overcome his selfish terror at his own finitude, and his finitude is, in one sense, overcome.

There is no cure for birth and death save to enjoy the interval. The dark background which death supplies brings out the tender colors of life in all their purity.

why shouldnt things be largely absurd, futile, and transitory? they are so, and we are so, and they and we go together.

The fact of having been born is a bad augury for immortality.

We try, we fail, we posture, we aspire, we pontificate - and then we age, shrink, die, and vanish.

If death is in the room, it's pretty interesting. But I would also say that I'm interested in getting myself to believe that it's going to happen to me. I'm interested in it, because if you're not, you're nuts. It's really de facto what we're here to find out about.