Quotes About Dies

Now what a black sea of terror has overwhelmed him. Now as we keep our watch and wait the final day, count no man happy till he dies, free of pain at last.

But the heart inside me sickens, dies as the land dies and now on top of the old griefs you pile this, your fury—both of you!

Pain pumps blood when heart dies

But sometimes when I consider what tremendous consequences come from little things--a chance word, or a tap on the shoulder, or a penny dropped on the newsstand--I am tempted to think that nothing dies. And that there are no little things.

All art at some time and in some manner becomes mass entertainment, and if it does not it dies and is forgotten.

Blood, though it sleep a time, yet never dies. The gods on murtherers fix revengeful eyes.

Look at the stars, how they shine and glow, some of the stars died a long time ago. Still they shine in the evening skies for you see, love like starlight never dies

Love surfeits not, Lust like a glutton dies; Love is all truth, Lust full of forged lies

Love masters agony; the soul that seemed Forsaken feels her present God again And in her Father's arms Contented dies away.

Must our imaginations be so feeble as that, Thomas? If the Union dies, as our old president says, it will be from lack of imagination… It will be from Southern hubris, and our love of wealth, and the brutality of our hearts!

Truth crushed to earth shall rise again,- The eternal years of God are hers; But Error, wounded, writhes with pain, And dies among his worshippers.

I felt sympathy for her but not too much. Idealism dies hard with everybody.

Some people are haunted by their pasts, but not my family. I mean, how can you be haunted by something that never really dies?

Finally, the intercom crackles and Hatmitch's acerbic laugh fills the studio. He contains himself just long enough to say, 'And that, my friends, is how a revolution dies.

meat is cut as roses are cut men die as dogs die love dies like dogs die, he said.

That would be a really ugly headline: 'American Actor Dies the Dumbest Way Possible.'

Once in a century a man may be ruined or made insufferable by praise. But surely once in a minute something generous dies for want of it.

In Paris she found Magnus, who was living in a garret apartment and paiting, an occupation for which he had no aptitude whatsoever. He let her sleep on a mattress by the window, and in the night, when she woke up screaming for Will, he came and put his arms around her, smelling of turpentine. "The first one is always the hardest," he said. "The first?" "The first one you love who dies," he said. "It gets easier, after.

Amor verus numquam moritur...

She wants to see the children before she dies," pronounced his wife. "Poor thing. I expect she's very lonely and unhappy right out there in the country. Write back quickly, dear, and tell her how very welcome she is." "I'd better tip the boys the wink to be civil to her," said Godfrey, pursuing a different train of thought. "Her money's got to be left somewhere, and she was never one to be fond of cats.

Truth: for the dream of safety dies hard.

Ask me no more if east or westThe Phoenix builds her spicy nest;For unto you at last she flies,And in your fragrant bosom dies.

How does the light of a star set out and plunge into black eternity in its immortal course? The star dies, but the light never dies; such also is the cry of freedom.

Should this be the end of the story? a kind of sigh? a last ripple of the wave? A trickle of water to some gutter where, burbling, it dies away?