Quotes About Passing

Death is sometimes so discreet that it steals in noiselessly, stays for only a moment and carries off its prey...

Each person dying floats aside. Making room for the one that's coming. Perhaps they meet on their journey. Perhaps they wave as each heads on home

Heaven is being in the land of the living. Hell is when you die and you are in a hole in the ground. No one gets a pass on death."

Miguel Angel," he said, "It isn't hard to die. Everybody does it. Even flies do it. Everyone here is doing it. We're all terminal." He had a tear in his eye; Big Angel could see it brimming. "Your schedule is just different from mine.

Everything beautiful has its moment, and then passes away.

It is not what you want to be doing. It is that you are passing the time. You are waiting until it is a certain hour and you are in a certain condition so that you can go to sleep.

Él no se mató, no. Murió como..., como todo el mundo un día muere.

A morte combina muito com latim, não tem coisa que combine tanto com latim como a morte.

The desire to catch, as Bonnard hoped, the PASSING MOMENT is antithetical to being in the moment. The photographer is an observer to others' moments. The Picture People have dedicated themselves to this paradox, and consign themselves on either side of the equation.

It does not take long to die, nor to kill. A life is present or absent, and it is an instant passed between those extremities.

Ao verme que primeiro roeu as frias carnes do meu cadáver dedico como saudosa lembrança estas memórias póstumas

I lay back and tried not to think of the minutes passing. Just yesterday we had a wealth of them. Now each was a drop of heartsblood lost.

But she finally had the good sense to see that a long, dull and predictable future was an expensive price to pay for the satisfaction of a passing sexual attraction.

What is life? It departs covertly. Like a thief Death took him.

There's no peace in dying, but there's peace when it's done.

Sic transit gloria mundi.

I felt better. Yes, I sensed it like the sweat of relief when nausea passes away; I felt better. We were even after all, even in enmity. The deadly rivalry was on both sides after all.

I had one relative who passed away but fortunately none others. So my sort of experience of it is quite limited, thankfully.

As soon as the dirt is hitting the casket, it'll all be forgotten.

Kindness is like a baton in a relay race, you pass it on when it is passed onto you.

I lay back and tried not to think of the minutes passing. Just yesterday we had had a wealth of them. Now each was a drop of heartsblood lost.

185. Perhaps this is why writing all day, even when the work feels arduous, never feels to me like "a hard day's work." Often it feels more like balancing two sides of an equation - occasionally quite satisfying, but essentially a hard and passing rain. It, too, kills the time.

before she passes into that other realm, before she breathes her last.

We are all, Esme decides, just vessels through which identities pass: we are lent features, gestures, habits, then we hand them on. Nothing is our own. We bein in the world as anagrams of our antecedents.