Quotes About Dies

Cursed is the man who dies, but the evil done by him survives.

I dream of a state of affairs in which every man would know that he lives and dies for the preservation of the species.

Beauty is momentary in the mind—The fitful tracing of a portal;But in the flesh it is immortal.The body dies; the body's beauty lives.

Without poetry the soul and heart of man starves and dies.

A doctor is a man who writes prescriptions, till the patient either dies or is cured by nature.

he is blessed who dies not late but well.") It

Men lies about that,Some of 'em cries about that,Some of 'em dies about that,Everybody fightin' about a spoonful,That spoon, that spoon, that.

We cannot hope for a society in which formal organized religion dies out. But we can stop behaving as if it was worthy of our collective respect.

If Every-day People Could Use Athletes' Excuses (Surgeon, after patient dies: "I don't know. I just came out a little flat. You can't get hyped up every single day.")

Death is more universal than life; everyone dies but not everyone lives.

Let the red dawn surmise What we shall do, When this blue starlight dies And all is through." (The Yellow Sign)

Growing moon. Angry cat. Feather on the wind. Autumn comes. The grass dies.

A kidnapping in Boston. A cop dies. Has Reacher lost

Cursed is the man who dies, but the evil done by him survives.

It was like wondering how evil had come into the world or what happens to a person after he dies: an interesting philosophical exercise, but also curiously pointless, since evil and death happened, regardless of the why and the how and what-it-meant.

wondering how evil had come into the world or what happens to a person after he dies: an interesting philosophical exercise, but also curiously pointless, since evil and death happened, regardless of the why and the how and the what-it-meant.

The question is not whether a community lives or dies, the question is on what plane does it live? There are different modes of survival. But all are not equally honorable.

As the soul is the life of the body, so God is the life of the soul. As therefore the body perishes when the soul leaves it, so the soul dies when God departs from it.

God: a disease we imagine we are cured of because no one dies of it nowadays.

Death is more universal than life. Everyone dies, but not everyone lives.

Oh, I could spend my life having this conversation - look - please try to understand before one of us dies

Well, I don't need protection One life begins, another dies Bad timing I won't last

Life is a very serious business for the simple reason that nobody dies laughing.

But what finally ended this cycle was Verdi's Requiem Mass, which he had never heard performed on Earth. The "Dies Irae," roaring with ominous appropriateness through the empty ship, left him completely shattered;