Quotes about death
death simple dying
Things are simple when you're going to die. Vivien Leigh
death so-sad dies
Is it then so sad a thing to die? Virgil
death passion dust
These passions of soul, these conflicts so fierce, will cease, and be repressed by the casting of a little dust.
death enough died
To have died once is enough.
death people dying
Funny how gentle people get with you once you're dead. William Holden
death fall autumn
What a simple thing death is, just as simple as the falling of an autumn leaf. Vincent Van Gogh
death past relief
Eternity is now. Right now, right here, you're an infinite being. Once you get past the fear of death as an end, you merge with the infinite and feel the comfort and relief that this realization brings. Wayne Dyer
death moving rooms
Choose to see death as simply removing a garment or moving from one room to another... it's merely a transition.
death dimensions
Death is nothing to fear. It is only another dimension.
death dark winning
And some win peace who spend The skill of words to sweeten despair Of finding consolation where Life has but one dark end. Walter de La Mare
death feelings important
A bearer of news of death appears to himself as very important. His feeling - even against all reason - makes him a messenger from the realm of the dead. Walter Benjamin
death stories storytelling
Death is the sanction of everything the story-teller can tell. He has borrowed his authority from death.
death men giving
Biography is to give a man some kind of shape after his death. Virginia Woolf
death country
I am going to that country which I have all my life wished to see. William Blake
death despair torment
What seems to be, is, to those to whom it seems to be, and is productive of the most dreadful consequences to those to whom it seems to be, even of torments, despair, eternal death.
death eye heart
Prepare your hearts for Death's cold hand! prepare Your souls for flight, your bodies for the earth; Prepare your arms for glorious victory; Prepare your eyes to meet a holy God! Prepare, prepare!
death art science
Art is the tree of life. Science is the tree of death.
death dying bones
Drive your cart and plow over the bones of the dead.
death pain book
Death is a convention, a certification to the end of pain, something for the vital statistics book, not binding upon anyone but the keepers of graveyard records. Wallace Stegner
death weed growing-up
The seeds of Death are sown in us when we begin to live, and grow up till, like rampant weeds, they choak the tender flower of life. Samuel Richardson
death dying forget
To die completely, a person must not only forget but be forgotten, and he who is not forgotten is not dead. Samuel Butler
death men dying
If a man knows not life which he hath seen, how shall he know death, which he hath not seen?
death people dying
Our own death is a premium which we must pay for the far greater benefit we have derived from the fact that so many people have not only lived but also died before us.
death oil lamps
Death but supplies the oil for the inextinguishable lamp of life. Samuel Taylor Coleridge
death people funeral
The reason so many people turned up at his funeral is that they wanted to make sure he was dead. Samuel Goldwyn
death birth
Birth was the death of him. Samuel Beckett
death air dying
Personally I have no bone to pick with graveyards, I take the air there willingly, perhaps more willingly than elsewhere, when take the air I must.
death imagination people
The worst, most insidious effect of censorship is that, in the end, it can deaden the imagination of the people. Where there is no debate, it is hard to go on remembering, every day, that there is a suppressed side to every argument. Salman Rushdie
death honesty
With death comes honesty.
death self years
Every year without knowing it I have passed the day When the last fires will wave to me W. S. Merwin
death boon ifs
Is life a boon? If so, it must befall That Death, whene'er he call, Must call too soon. W. S. Gilbert
death philosophical picnics
Death is the sound of distant thunder at a picnic. W. H. Auden
death cities voice
One rational voice is dumb: over a grave The household of Impulse mourns one dearly loved. Sad is Eros, builder of cities, And weeping anarchic Aphrodite.