Quotes About Mortality

We all need the freedom to die noble in a life that has been unworthy of us, being subject to sin and emptiness.

You have a choice. Live or die. Every breath is a choice. Every minute is a choice. To be or not to be.

Time is a great teacher, but unfortunately it kills all its pupils.

Here is a test to find whether your mission on earth is finished: If you're alive it isn't.

Yesterday, at a restaurant, I asked the waiter how he prepared the chicken. He replied, "We don't...we just tell it straight that it's going to die!"

Sometimes I think it would be easier to avoid old age, to die young, but then you'd never complete your life, would you? You'd never wholly know you.

They will only care when you're gone.

I wish I could leave you certain of the images in my mind, because they are so beautiful that I hate to think they will be extinguished when I am. Well, but again, this life has its own mortal loveliness. And memory is not strictly mortal in its nature, either. It is a strange thing, after all, to be able to return to a moment, when it can hardly be said to have any reality at all, even in its passing. A moment is such a slight thing. I mean, that its abiding is a most gracious reprieve.

There are two occasions when the sacred beauty of Creation becomes dazzlingly apparent, and they occur together. One is when we feel our mortal insufficiency to the world, and the other is when we feel the world's mortal insufficiency to us.

De ce oamenii î?i pierd timpul cu lucruri care nu le folosesc dup? moarte?

De ce trebuie s? se culce to?i oamenii la sfâr?itul vie?ii ?

Uite, daca-mi strang sufletul, nu se prinde nimic in el. Oricum, am ajuns departe, foarte departe. O mai fi ceva? Arborii cresc, le dau mugurii, le pica frunzele si se intreaba: o mai fi ceva? Oamenii iubesc, stau de vorba si mor. O mai fi ceva? Mortii tac. Scruteaza vesnicia si tac. Lasa iarba sa-i faca optimisti pana in toamna. Atunci mor din nou peste moartea lor veche, gramada. Si tac, si tac, si tac.

Sunt ca un Dumnezeu care nu mai poate învia

Le dimanche, les gens n'ont pas de sobriquet, on les appelle tout bêtement par leurs vrais noms qui ne leur vont guère mieux que ces habits qu'on garde avec soin pour quand on sera mort, bien pliés dans un coffre.

Human beings are afraid of very simple things: we fear suffering, we fear mortality. What I was doing in Rhythm 0—as in all my other performances—was staging these fears for the audience: using their energy to push my body as far as possible. In the process, I liberated myself from my fears. And as this happened, I became a mirror for the audience—if I could do it, they could do it, too.

When you get to my age of course you know you have to confront death. I want to die without anger, without fear and consciously, and these three things are not easy.

Lo que sí no es ningún tipo de diversión es la cantidad cada vez mayor de personas que han venido a morir al salón de belleza. Ya no son solamente amigos en cuyos cuerpos el mal está avanzado, sino que la mayoría son extraños que no tiene dónde irse a morir.

Hay muchas formas de morir. Vivir escondido es una de ellas.

After all Death is a Symbol that there was Life.

We are born sad and we die sad, but meanwhile we love bodies whose sad beauty is a miracle.

Un encanto de tipo. ¿Por qué no se morirá?

existe algo más natural que irse de este mundo?)

Se apuró a terminar el tercer café y en seguida miró el reloj. Hay una especie de reflejo automático en eso de hablar de la muerte y mirar en seguida el reloj.

Hay una especie de reflejo automático en eso de hablar de la muerte y mirar en seguida el reloj.