Quotes About Mortality

Let no man's deathbed be a futon.

Anaxagoras said to a man who was grieving because he was dying in a foreign land, "The descent to Hades is the same from every place.

Some men spend their whole life furnishing for themselves the things proper to life without realizing that at our birth each of us was poured a mortal brew to drink.

Nothing you can lose by dying is half as precious as the readiness to die, which is man's charter of nobility.

I have thought there was some advantage even in death, by which we mingle with the herd of common men.

Death calls ye to the crowd of common men.

Truth sits upon the lips of dying men.

Here dead lie we because we did not choose to live and shame the land from which we sprung. Life, to be sure, is nothing much to lose; but young men think it is, and we were young.

Lustre of man walking proud beneath the sky diminishes to nothing and goes unregarded.

Most men are like me. They cannot live in a universe where the most bizarre thought can in one second enter into the realm of reality--where, most often, it does enter, like a knife in a heart.

Men die and they are not happy.

To have to die is a distinction of which no man is proud.

A man must have grown old and lived long in order to see how short life is.

Good men but see death, the wicked taste it.

All's well that ends well; which is the epitaph I should put on my tombstone if I were the last man left alive.

And upsidedown in the earth a dead man walks upon my soles when I walk.

If man were immortal he could be perfectly sure of seeing the day when everything in which he had trusted should betray his trust.

Euripides says,-Who knows but that this life is really death,And whether death is not what men call life?

... Rebel against the flesh and bone, The word of the blood, the wily skin, And the maggot no man can slay.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight, And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way, Do not go gentle into that good night.

Death destroys a man, but the idea of death saves him.

Man's wretched state, That floures so fresh at morne, and fades at evening late.

Man has never been the same since God died.

A Toad, can die of Light - Death is the Common Right Of Toads and Men