Quotes About Mortality

She's as dead as she'll every be, ain't she? Well, ain't she?

Death is never easy when you know the people doing the dying.

He who dies with the most toys is still dead.

The gift of deciding to face your mortality without turning away or flinching is the gift of recognizing that because you will die, you must live now. Whether you flounder or flourish is always in your hands—you are the single biggest influence in your life.

The gift of deciding to face your mortality without turning away or flinching is the gift of recognizing that because you will die, you must live now. Whether you flounder or flourish is always in your hands—you are the single biggest influence in your life. Your journey begins with a choice to get up, step out, and live fully.

The thoughts that linger are the "If only" questions, like Who could I have become if I had finally done the things I always wanted to do? The gift of deciding to face your mortality without turning away or flinching is the gift of recognizing that because you WILL die, you must live NOW. Whether you flounder or flourish is always in your hands. You are the single biggest influence in your life. Your journey begins with the choice to get up, step out, and live. Fully.

Wenn Sie morgen sterben, welches Versäumnis werden Sie bereuen? Wenn morgen der letzte Tag Ihres Lebens wäre, würden Sie ihn so verbringen wie heute?

I am nothing but a corpse now, a body at the bottom of a well.

Todas las civilizaciones, como la gente que hay en los cementerios, son mortales. Y nosotros sabemos, como el hecho de que vamos a morir, que las civilizaciones que han llegado a su término no volverán nunca más.

Ölümün kaç?n?lmaz olduÄŸunu anlay?nca aÄŸlamaya baÅŸlad?m.

Everybody dies. What matters is what you do between now and when it happens to you.

I carry the seeds of death within me and plant them wherever I linger long enough to love.

Everyone dies. Everyone leaves. What matters is the things you build together before they go. What matters is the part of them that continues in you when they're gone.

Then you're dead, too, sweet little sister.' Oh, yes,' said Valentine. 'They'll believe that. I didn't know it would kill Andrew. And when he was dead, I didn't know it will kill Valentine too.

Someday stars will wind down or blow up. Someday death will cover us all like the water of a lake and perhaps nothing will ever come to the surface to show that we were ever there. But we WERE there, and during the time we lived, we were alive. That's the truth - what is, what was, what will be - not what could be, what should have been, what never can be.

Life is a suicide course, Miro. Check it out- basic philosophy course. You spend your life running out of fuel and when you're finally out, you croak.

I carry the seeds of death within me and plant them wherever I linger long enough to love. My parents died so others could live; now I live, so others must die.

As long as you keep getting born, it's all right to die sometimes.

Everyone dies. Everyone leaves. What matters is the things you build together before they go. What matters is the part of them that continues in you when they're gone." - Valentine Wiggin

There is nothing that doesn't decay. Some things decay more slowly than others, that's all.

Death is not a tragedy to the one who dies. To have wasted the life before that death, that is the tragedy.

We could live forever, if we were willing to be stupid the whole time. Surely you're not saying that God had to choose between long life and intelligence for human beings! It's there in your own Bible, Carlotta. Two trees — knowledge and life. You eat of the tree of knowledge, and you will surely die. You eat of the tree of life, and you remain a child in the garden forever, undying.

Anton: "You're asking me?" Sister Carlotta: "God not being convenient, I ask a fellow mortal.

Everyone dies. Everyone leaves. What matters is the things you build together before they go. What matters is the part of them that continues in you when they're gone.