Quotes About Mortality

He also told me he'd just written the epitaph for his tomb: LO PEOR YA PASO. PEOR HUMILLACION QUE LA DE EXISTIR NO HAY. THE WORST IS BEHIND. THERE IS NO HUMILIATION WORSE THAN EXISTENCE

Que la vida no es más que una quimera; Una ilusión, un sueño sin orillas, Una pequeña nube pasajera. Vamos

Entre ustedes y yo: El espíritu muere con la muerte.

Yo no me pongo triste fácilmente Para serles sincero Hasta las calaveras me dan risa.

No hace falta estar familiarizado con la muerte para reconocerla.

It has become easier to live longer but harder to die well.

Death twitches. "Live," he says. "I am coming.

I have held the hands of countless dying people from all sorts of backgrounds, and I do not think I have met a single person who didn't share the exact same aspirations at the end of life: to make amends for mistakes, to be close to loved ones, to tell one's story to someone who will listen, and to die free of pain.

The equivalent of five jumbo jets' worth of women die in labor each day, but the issue is almost never covered. The remedy? America should lead a global campaign to save mothers in childbirth. Right now the amount we Americans spend on maternal health is equivalent to less than one twentieth of 1 percent of the amount we spend on our military.

In almost every conflict, mortality is disproportionately male. But whereas men are the normal victims of war, women have become a weapon of war—meant to be disfigured or tortured to terrorize the rest of the population.

Maternal mortality is an injustice that is tolerated only because its victims are poor, rural women. The best argument to stop it, however, isn't economic but ethical. What was horrifying about Prudence's death was not that the hospital allocated its resources poorly, but that it neglected a human being in its care.

Women's empowerment helps raise economic productivity and reduce infant mortality. It contributes to improved health and nutrition. It increases the chances of education for the next generation.

The people in Roseto smoked, drank and ate fatty sausages, but they didn't have heart attacks, and this protective influence of a close-knit community on mortality is called the Roseto Effect.

lifetime risk of maternal death is one thousand times higher in a poor country than in the West. That should be an international scandal. The gap, moreover, is getting wider.

There was death at its beginning as there would be death again at its end.

Many people's tombstones should read, "Died at 30. Buried at 60."

Think of me as you pass by, As you are now, so once was I. As I am now, some day you'll be, So now prepare to follow me. Someone,

High in the Dales one can find: Think of me as you pass by, As you are now, so once was I. As I am now, some day you'll be, So now prepare to follow me. Someone, perhaps a night-duty policeman, had added the following: To follow you I'm not content, I do not know which way you went.

Our lives can't be measured by our final years, of this I am sure.

Poems do seem to want to announce, over and over, that life's warm zephyrs are blowing past and the gravestones are just beyond the next rise. Little groupings of gravestones, all leaning and cracked, with a rusty black Victorian fence around them. They're just over that rise. Poets never want to forget that. And actually we need to hear that sometimes.

I am damned,' thinks Bunny Munro in a sudden moment of self-awareness reserved for those who are soon to die.

am the guy with the flies. I am the one that dies.

Death looms large I guess because it should. It's the one thing that we as human beings from birth have a right to. It's the only thing we've really got, and I don't mean to sound bleak about this, but it's a unifying factor amongst us all.

I just found this world a hard place to be good in,' says Bunny, then he closes his eyes and, with an expiration of breath, goes still.