Quotes About Mortality

I'm old, girl. Gonna die of something. Might as well be chocolate.

The humans create life, and senselessly cause death. For nothing.

The story that had once singed and flared in her had long since receded, as her habit of silence turned, over the decades, into law. Did she mean to take it to the grave with her, then? Plainly, that was what she was going to do. She was going to take it to the grave. And it would end there. Dust.

It is an error not only of soul but also of body, for they that muster for the next world before it has come can only betray their lives in this one.

Why must man struggle to live, when he inevitably dies?

Live you can evade; death you cannot.

All death matters. Only to the living.

Life is finding people you love and then losing them, sometimes after sixty years, sometimes after a few months or even a week, all the loss meant to keep you humble and remind you that your life is likewise stamped with an expiration date, so that you'll use your days to the best of your ability, in the service of what is good.

The corpse you planted last year in your garden, Has it begun to sprout? Will it bloom this year?" —T. S. Eliot, The Waste Land

The greatest danger, of course, was to believe that I was equal to them, because assurance can morph into arrogance that Death loves to prove unfounded.

One of the good things about being twelve or younger is that you tend to believe that you'll live forever.

In my bones, I know that I am not long for this world.

It is human nature to know we die and still to disbelieve it; otherwise, we might not carry on. When

There is one who remembers the way to your door: Life you may evade, but Death you shall not.

Death was everywhere, he was legion, and you couldn't escape his attention, but in some places he manifested in greater numbers than in others.

I didn't tell her that death lies dormant in each of us and will bloom in time.

If we were always conscious of the fact that people precious to us are frighteningly mortal, hanging not even by a thread but by a wisp of gossamer, perhaps we would be kinder to them and more grateful for the love and friendship they give us.

Death is part of life. If you think about it, you were born into a world populated by the dead, because

More likely, they would just cease to exist. That's death. No, it's different. Death leaves a corps.

If you think about it, you were born into a world populated by the dead, because every one of them will die one day.

because wherever else the future leads, it leads ultimately to death, the end that is present in my beginning and in yours.

at that point when friends and loved ones began to pass away ever more frequently. The essential loneliness that was a key thread in the weave of life, which everyone strove not to think about, now became a truth that she could no longer avoid considering.

Life you can evade; death you cannot.

Atropos was the goddess who cut the thread of life.