None of the dead come back. But some stay.

You have one life. You’re dead for tens of billions of years, and you’re going to be dead for tens of billions of years.

For all the accomplishments of molecular biology, we still can’t tell a live cat from a dead cat.

Not a day has gone by, he said. Poor Jos. Days had gone by for me. It wasn’t that I had forgotten about him, I always knew that he was out there. It just stopped...

Good thing I’m aging, otherwise I’d be dead.

Si puedes aprender a aceptar, e incluso a dar la bienvenida a los finales de tu vida, tal vez descubras que el sentimiento de vacío, que inicialmente te pareció incómodo, se convierte en una sensación...

Crazy is such a misunderstood term. I like to think that I march to the beat of my own drummer.

After I’m dead, I want to ghostwrite my autobiography.

Who would you rather make love to—me, or the dead carcass of a deer? Don’t deliver a hasty answer. Think it over.

No sentía sed ni hambre. No sentía nada, aparte de una indeferencia general por la vida y la muerte. Pensé que me estaba muriendo. Y esa idea me llenó de una extraña y oscura esperanza.

It had been a couple of years and I was neither dead, nor undead, which I ranked as an achievement.

I wish he had let you all die.

cadavers’ intestines hanging like a parade streamers off the sides of tables, skulls bobbing in boiling pots, organs strewn on the floor being eaten by dogs…..

You gotta take chances in this life or you’re alreadydead.

What I learned in this tragedy was the eternal lesson of good people going bad.

Her voice was small and distant, like she’d already left the room.

I was beginning to agree with the thesis that some truths were better off dead.And buried.

Truth never yet fell dead in the streets; it has such affinity with the soul of man, the seed however broadcast will catch somewhere and produce its hundredfold.

… If the dead can come back to this earth and move unseen around those they loved, I shall always be near you; in the garish day and in the darkest night—amidst your happiest scenes...

When the dead departed, they took away any falsehoods that they might have allowed us to believe while alive; we who are left behind have to embark on a different life, since the dead are...

Words are dead, until action brings them life.

The tragedy of unfulfilling life is that you’re already dead but no one pronounced you dead…

Happiness is the province of those who ask few questions.

When Steven Spielberg thinks you’re the one, then I’ll do anything. If you want me to put a dead horse on my head, I’ll do it.

Of course I want to kill you,” said Skulduggery. “I want to kill most people. But then where would I be? In a field of dead people with no one to talk to.

Thirteen of us ate supper, and then one of us died. Unfortunately, he did not rise from the dead to pay his dinner bill. And he wasn’t the only one to skip out without paying,...

When you kill someone, something from that person passes to you – a sigh, a smell or a gesture. I call it “the curse of the victim.” It clings to your body and seeps into...

Be a dreamer. If you don’t know how to dream, you’re dead.

Before Elijah could raise a nation from the dead, he raised just one dead child.

Remember that I wrote a pavane for a dead princess, and not a dead pavane for a princess!

Here it is necessary briefly to consider the question of the cult of ancestors before venturing farther. The spirits of the departed are believed to be possessed of supernatural powers which they did not enjoy...

Nothing is more difficult than to understand the dead, I’ve found; but nothing is more dangerous than to ignore them.

When I lifted up the skin, a fat kidney worm dripping with gore raised its bald, blind head and glared at me.

We have obligations towards the innocent, the dead, towards the living, towards our children and their children.

He was in Guanajuato, Mexico, he was a writer, and tonight was the Day of the Dead ceremony. He was in a little room on the second floor of a hotel, a room with wide...

One way to compensate for a tiny brain is to pretend to be dead.

Nice. I like a little desperation ina guy. It builds character.

I am Cinna’s bird, ignited, flying frantically to escape something inescapable. The feathers of flame that grow from my body. Beating my wings only fans the blaze. I consume myself, but to no end.Finally, my...

Como si fuera más digno morirse de leucemia que de SIDA. Como si fuera indigno ser sidoso. Como si en la muerte hubiera alguna dignidad

You can curse the dead or pray for them, but don’t expect them to do a thing for you. They’re far too interested in watching us, to see what in heaven’s name we will do...

I sit alone in a dead world. The wind blows hot and dry, and the dust gathers like particles of memory waiting to be swept away. I pray for forgetfulness, yet my memory remains strong,...

O may I join the choir invisibleOf those immortal dead who live againIn minds made better by their presence; liveIn pulses stirred to generosity,In deeds of daring rectitude…

There’s one good kind of writer – a dead one.

If you ask me if I think I will be sober in 24 hours time I can say yes, but in two years I can’t tell you. I could be dead.

There’re three reasonspeople get away from here:gone good, gone bad orgone dead.

You cannot do anything good for a dead man! Whatever goodness you want to do for him, do it when he is alive!

[…]It is as if after surviving so much, there was no longer reason to survive.

That the powerful play goes on, and you may contribute a verse.

I love ‘Evil Dead 2!’ Who doesn’t love ‘Evil Dead 2?’

My vanity is not dead. I laugh when I see pictures of myself as I am now-maybe so I won’t cry, but just because it is really funny how much I’ve changed.