Quotes About Mortality

What art thou Faustus, but a man condemned to die?

If we say that we have no sin, We deceive ourselves, and there's no truth in us. Why then belike we must sin, And so consequently die. Ay, we must die an everlasting death.

As nonchalant as he acted about the risks, Caballo was leading an extremely dangerous life. Every time he set out for a run, it could be his last.

Nobody's perfect. Well, there was this one guy, but we killed him....

Nobody's perfect. Well, there was this one guy, but we killed him....

How can you move faster than possible, fight longer than possible without the most powerful impulse of the spirit: the fear of death.

Death never comes at the right time, despite what mortals believe. Death always comes like a thief.

I don't want to die!" "Then you should never been born.

No one awakens in the morning thinking they will die that day. Not a saint or a sinner. Not even a condemned killer. We all know were mortal, and yet we all believe we'll live forever.

True courage, in the face of almost certain death, is the rarest quality on earth.

All ends are temporary and all life is born from death.

Most of all I grieve for my soul because even though I do, finally, believe there is a God, and that I have met him, I do not know if he has given me an immortal soul, but only one that was to last me as long as my body lasted. I do not know if when the last page of my book is closed, that will be the end of me.

Whatever else you may think, this place is not the centre of the universe." "It is," he said. "Because if we ever stopped believing that, we would all die.

To aspire to life forever would be to acquire living at the expense of life.

Most of us harbour a significant amount of subconscious fear about death, and act out of this fear in our daily lives.

It was June 1980. I was standing in front of a full-length mirror studying my body. What I saw didn't please me. My face was full of deep wrinkles and lines, while the top of my forehead sported hairless patches of skin; vacant and deathly white chunks of scalp that, I realized with a certain amount of terror, could no longer be camouflaged by deft parting and combing. It was very depressing.

One day you wake up and you're old as shit.

I came up with a new game-show idea recently. It's called The Old Game. You got three old guys with loaded guns onstage. They look back at their lives, see who they were, what they accomplished, how close they came to realizing their dreams. The winner is the one who doesn't blow his brains out. He gets a refrigerator.

If I knew I was going to die at a specific moment in the future, it would be nice to be able to control what song I was listening to; this is why I always bring my iPod on airplanes.

On a large enough time line, the survival rate for everyone drops to zero.

We all die. The goal isn't to live forever, the goal is to create something that will.

You are not a beautiful, unique snowflake... This is your life, and it's ending one minute at a time.

I used to work in a funeral home to feel good about myself, just the fact that I was breathing.

The unreal is more powerful than the real.... Because it's only intangible ideas, concepts, beliefs, fantasies that last. Stone crumbles. Wood rots. People, well, they die.