The amazing feeling of being alive beautifully conquers the fear of death

Death people who are still alive at this hour, must resurrect and ascend to the intellectual heaven where there is no ignorance.

For a minute, I can feel it: the sense of peace as my mind goes quiet, like I’m already dead. I am weightless and free. Nothing and no one to fear, not even myself.

A sematary,” I say. “A what?” Viola says, looking round at all the square stones marking out their graves. Must be a hundred, maybe two, in orderly rows and well-kept grass. Settler life is hard...

I heard them tearing at it. It was the sound of mortality.

So, apart from casting runes, what other hobbies do you have? Forbidden rituals, human sacrifices, torturing? –

If I’d lived like my characters, I would have been dead before I’d made 16 films.

In all of your living don’t forget to live.

I wake up every morning and I wish I were dead, and so does Jim.

Alimony is like buying oats for a dead horse.

It is everything that makes a man. It is everything that makes this man. And that is who I am alive, and that is who I am dead.

That settles it, no more books about vampire before bedtime.

You think the dead we loved truly ever leave us? You think that we don’t recall them more clearly in times of great trouble?

Sometimes a person has to be dead a while before people can appreciate what they did when they were alive.

If you want a fried fish to fly and enter your mouth, you must keep waiting till the unending time ends. Dead fish doesn’t fly. If you want to eat it, your own hands must...

I’ve had dialogues with my dead mother over the 40 years since she died.

All death matters.””Only to the living.

And won’t he grow up to be the healthiest of young men, all because she kept him safe? Ready for the world. Ready to one day conquer it. To travel. Get on a train. Go...

With characteristic lack of false modesty, John once said to me, “My looks are a rough test of people. If they don’t begin to see me beautiful when they have had a chance to learn,...

Alas! he is cold, he cannot answer me.

Only the dead have seen the end of war.

The people inside the gym didn’t stand a dead drunk’s chance.

A riverless silence made the air heavy.

But suppose the endlessly dead were to wake in us some emblem:they might point to the catkins hangingfrom the empty hazel trees, or direct us to the raindescending on black earth in early spring. —And...

Sometimes dead is better

Go on, glare your eyes at me, and cry and plead, and talk tome about money and what it can buy. But it can’t buy back a child once he’s dead!

How can you kill a man who’d already been dead for years?

The author is still dead, folks!!

You’re not dead at 85. You’re a long way from it. Go out and enjoy. You’ve earned it.

Better off dead than giving in; not taking what you want.

How quickly the dead faded into each other,

For your birthday I got you some batteries. They’re dead, just like you’ll soon be.

The living owe it to those who no longer can speak to tell their story for them.

Back in the Rat Pack days, we’d take Frank’s plane and sit dead center, because of Nancy. We’d watch the Rat Pack in the center ring and you couldn’t ask for a better thing.

The dead appear to us in dreams because that’s the only way they can make us see them; what we see is only a projection, beamed from a great distance, light shining at us from...

Still.” Anyway, the fascinating thing was that I read in National Geographic that there are more people alive now than have died in all of human history. In other words, if everyone wanted to play...

The Word is alive. We have always known it. But it needs to be uttered, aloud or in the mind of a reader. Without a consciousness to tickle them into life, those books were dead.

To them I’m simply an object from the past that they wish will disappear Then why do I exist? Why am I alive? When I thought about this I could find no answer. But as...

I’m chasing a decade old ghost. Searching beneath the rafters of a cobweb-filled haven lined with old memories which my brain cannot accept are dead. The light of nostalgia is burning bright inside my heart....

People talk about survival. What they mean is killing the other guy.

The living are more demanding; the dead can wait.

Anxiety kicked in. I lacked people skills all my life. Any normal human interaction was foreign to me. I don’t know what to say, to not look like a major dork or something. I am...

I woke up dead.Not only dead…but in hell.I had always been somewhat sketchy on what the afterlife – were there actually such a thing – would be like for a person such as I. From...

For many years, I hated nature. As a student, I refused to put a plant anywhere – a living plant, that is. Dead plants were OK.

There was less than I’d expected in the rainy-day fund that Mom had kept in the bottom of an underwear drawer in a panty hose egg labeled ‘DEAD SPIDERS.’ As if I hadn’t always known...

I’m the only American alive or dead who presided unhappily over the removal of a vice president and a president.

Years ago we discovered the exact point, the dead center of middle age. It occurs when you are too young to take up golf and too old to rush up to the net.

Great loves, to the last, have pulses red; All great loves that have ever died dropped dead.

Being dead does have its advantages.”-Alastor

If somebody wanted me dead, I’d try to convince them to wait 25 years, for technology to arrive, so they can go kill my clone. It’s a win-win for me and them, but not for...