Quotes About Passing

Dawn dazzles on the dying and the dead.

We are to take the baton of God's truth and pass it on to the next generation of believers.

S]torytelling, in ancient and modern practice, is always a contemplation of the experience of time passing. A story depends on things not standing still, on the built-in condition of impermanence.

Matamos o tempo; o tempo nos enterra.

Here lies a good fellow who spent his life while he had it.

Death is nothing but the body of a dead who has just died.

Death is the last thing you will ever do.

It is a sad and very melancholy scene, which must strike everyone who knows and feels that we also have to pass one day through the valley of the shadow of death, and "que la fin de la vie humaine, ce sont des larmes ou des cheveux blancs." What lies beyond this is a great mystery that only God knows, but He has revealed absolutely through His word that there is a resurrection of the dead.

Time drops in decay Like a candle burnt out. And the mountains and woods Have their day, have their day; But, kindly old rout Of the fire-born moods, You pass not away.

Cast a cold eye on life, on death Horseman pass by

My approach to the races hasn't changed in my 20-year career. If I have the chance to attack and to pass, I do it, trying to get the best possible result.

Dance, which displays the body in public, is one of the channels of communication used to pass along important social skills from one generation to the next.

Cast a cold eye on life, on death Horseman pass by

Death, so called, is a thing which makes men weep, And yet a third of life is passed in sleep.

What is death, after all? We leave only mortals behind us.

It hath been often said, that it is not death, but dying, which is terrible.

Death comes for us all in the end.

Death is an eternal sleep.

The tread Of coming footsteps cheats the midnight watcher Who holds her heart and waits to hear them pause, And hears them never pause, but pass and die.

He is dead and gone, lady, He is dead and gone; At his head a grass-green turf, At his heels a stone.

Death, like virtue, has its degrees.

... And death unloads thee.

Death deserves dignity.

Death when to death a death by death hath given Then shall be op't the long shut gates of heaven. [Mors, mortis morti mortem nisi morte dedisset (dedisses).]