Quotes About Mortality

There is a reason God limits man's days.

Though a child of man knows time, life itself is eternal.

Americas presidents tend to die young. Maybe it is in the nature of the men who reach such heights, or of the job once they attain it.

The moment when a man's head drops off is seldom or never, I am inclined to think, precisely the most agreeable of his life.

It happens to everybody, horses, dogs, men. Nobody gets out of life alive.

Man, who wert once a despot and a slave, A dupe and a deceiver! a decay, A traveller from the cradle to the grave Through the dim night of this immortal day.

No man weighs his words who has but a moment to live.

Rich man and poor move side by side toward the limit of death.

No one knows whether death may not be the greatest good that can happen to man.

No mortal man, moreover is wise at all moments.

A man suffers death himself as often as he loses those dear to him.

Man has been lent, not given, to life.

Man's life is short; and therefore an honorable death is his immortality.

The old men know when an old man dies.

Man's last day must ever be awaited and none to be counted happy until his death, until his last funeral rites are paid.

He that always waits upon God is ready whenever He calls. Neglect not to set your accounts even; he is a happy man who to lives as that death at all times may find him at leisure to die.

Saying 'I could have done more,' Zin, is what marks a man as a man and not a God.

Man lives in time but his life transcends time.

There is nothing ugly about death; but man, out of his fear, has made even the word, death ugly and unutterable. People don't like to talk about it. They won't even listen to the word death.

We see young men who owe us a new world, so readily and lavishly they promise, but they never acquit the debt; they die young anddodge the account: or if they live, they lose themselves in the crowd.

It is for all Men that come into the World once to Die, and after Death the Judgment; and since Death is a Debt that all of us must pay, it is but a matter of small moment what way it be done.

Diseases crucify the soul of man, attenuate our bodies, dry them, wither them, rivel them up like old apples, make them as so many Anatomies.

But if there be an hereafter,And that there is, conscience, uninfluenc'dAnd suffer'd to speak out, tells every man,Then must it be an awful thing to die;More horrid yet to die by one's own hand.

Seldom comes Glory till a man be dead.