Think about this: You don’t know when these people are going to die. They could get into a car today and be killed on the way home. Did they ever hear about Jesus? God has...

All is forgotten in the stone halls of the dead. These are the rooms of ruin where the spiders spin and the great circuits fall quiet, one by one…

Mama wasn’t dead…exactly. They all said she was, but when Elma was small, she seen Mama creep into her room at night, half-naked, head all bloodied red like when they found her by the well...

The truth is I love being alive. And I love feeling free. So if I can’t have those things then I feel like a caged animal and I‘d rather not be in cage. I’d rather...

It’s surviving that takes all the work.

They’re dead. They’re all dead.

Hugging trees has a calming effect on me. I’m talking about enormous trees that will be there when we are all dead and gone. I’ve hugged trees in every part of this little island.

For me, it’s all about The Dubliners by James Joyce. I love The Dead.

My love disappeared, along with the evidence of her dead body.

I went to a wake, but I wasn’t awake. I was asleep, not dead.

The poor fellow has nothing to say: he’s dead, alas!

There is only one way to fight, and that’s dirty. Clean gentlemanly fighting will get you nowhere but dead, and fast. Take every cheap shot, every low blow, absolutely kick people when they’re down, and...

Patroclus, he says, Patroclus. Patroclus. Over and over until it is sound only.

It is difficult to put words to the smell of decomposing human. It is dense and cloying, sweet but not flower-sweet. Halfway between rotting fruit and rotting meat.

The dead live.” “How do they live?” “By love.

We are born. We die. Somewhere in between we live. And how we live is up to us. That’s it.

For an instant I saw before me the young girl this used to be.

Death became a desired option. I hoped I would hit a mine or run into an ambush and just end it all. I think some part of me wanted to join the legions of the...

HECUBA: I had a knife in my skirt, Achilles. When Talthybius bent over me, I could have killed him. I wanted to. I had the knife just for that reason. Yet, at the last minute...

Better a live dog than a dead lion.

I alone knew what I had suffered. I alone knew what it felt like to be alive but dead.

Maybe that was one of the problems with these men who lived forever, they’d built up an immunity or resistance to affection. Perhaps because when everyone they knew and loved continued to die, they realized...

In the end, this volume should be read a s a collection of love stories, Above all, they are tales of love, not the love with which so many stories end – the love of...

Keep extending hand for friendship. Those alive will grip yours with theirs, while the morally dead will inflate; rubbing their own palms.

From the first, Istanbul had given him the impression of a town where, with the night, horror creeps out of the stones. It seemed to him a town the centuries had so drenched in blood...

If he can’t get to the clock, any idea how we deal with this lot?””With great care,” Donegan suggested.”How about we run off shout and they follow?” Said Gracious. “Then, just when they think they’ve...

I love how sincere she is. She makes a mannequin look like Mother Theresa, though she looks better naked. And I hope she thinks I look better naked than a dead woman.

No thanks, I’m asexual.

The least I can do is speak out for the hundreds of chimpanzees who, right now, sit hunched, miserable and without hope, staring out with dead eyes from their metal prisons. They cannot speak for...

By then she was dead. In fact, she may have been dead a while ago. Physically, several seconds ago, mentally, ages ago.

When you find you don’t like a character, you just type four letters and he’s dead.

The idea began to sink in, more than it ever had, that I might be crazy, in the traditional sense of the word. That I might be, forever and ever amen, a Crazy Person. That’s...

Dead or alive, true leaders can inspire an entire army.

There’s nothing worse than delivering bad news to women. I hoped I wouldn’t get good at it.

People don’t want the truth when they ask how you’re doing after you lost your brother.

Whatever she is now she’s better than she was,” said Bedloe. “Being dead is better than being dull, being dead is better than not being aware.

If some of the people who write about mojo came with me for a week, they would drop dead on their feet.

Sometimes I wait at the bottom of those dark stairs, I sit at the bottom of the stairs, I wait beyond the bottom of the stairs and listen to the sounds my wife and children...

A hero is not measured by the lives that he has saved. A hero is measured by the number of the dead that he did not join.

La muerte era un estado, igual que la vida; ,por qué iba a ser una mejor que otra?

I would have liked to have worked with Ralph Richardson and Paul Scofield, but they’re dead now.

I read on the Internet that I was dead.

The next time you hear a person say, ‘I don’t have time’ or ‘I have no time,’ Take a moment to be with them. Without time, that somebody becomes a nobody.

One of the most deadly causes of destruction of divine destinies is when a leader is failing, but he or she does not know it. Ignorance about your role is a death plot against people’s...

I wear a tinfoil suit, because you never know when you’ll be going to the moon. I’ll probably have more luck finding the love of my life on a lonely and dead space rock.

Metrosexuality is dead. And good riddance to it.

We care about the dead. We try with our lives to honor theirs. That’s how we make our lives meaningful, and how we make their lives meaningful, too.

Crap.It’s all crap.Living is crap.Life has no meaning.None. Nowhere to be found.Crap.Why doesn’t anybody realize this?

Why the Romans, Father?” I asked him one afternoon. “Because, my child, they teach us how to bear suffering in a world of injustice where all faith is dead,” he answered.

The life of the dead is set in the memory of the living.