Being smart takes patience. Being wise takes pain. Being apathetic takes practice. Being in love takes everything…away.

Sorry doesn’t make anything better. It’s just a word to fill the space of a loss of words.

Do not wait. If there is something you wish to do, go do it. Death comes for busy people too. It will not pause and return at a more convenient time.

And some day there will be nothing left of everything that has twisted my life and grieved it and filled me so often with such anguish. Some day, with the last exhaustion, peace will come...

Mungu hutumia watu ‘wajinga’ na ‘wapumbavu’ kufanya mambo makubwa katika maisha yao na ya watu wengine. Katika Biblia, Musa aliitwa mjinga alipokiuka amri ya Farao ya kuendelea kuwafanya watumwa wana wa Israeli nchini Misri; Nuhu...

But thoughts the slave of life, and life, Time’s fool,And Time, that takes survey of all the world,Must have a stop.

In times like these I always cheered myself up with a certain story. I forgot just when I first heard it, or who I heard it from… but, back when I was young it would...

Grief is like the ocean; it comes on waves ebbing and flowing. Sometimes the water is calm, and sometimes it is overwhelming. All we can do is learn to swim.

It reminds me that no embrace will ever feel the same again, because no one will ever be like her again, because she’s gone. She’s gone, and crying feels so useless, so stupid, but it’s...

Thank God,my name isn’t in the list of thosewho died or werekilled yesterday!

I’m going to die whatever you do, but I’m not afraid.

Death lasts only a moment, but we think about it every moment. (La mort ne dure qu’un instant, – Mais on y pense chaque instant)

To be thankful for just being alive…To survive means to win… That only applies to animals, but I’m a human being!

My brain… cannot process failure. It will not process failure. Because if I sit there and have to face myself and tell myself, ‘You’re a failure’… I think that’s almost worse than death.

The belief in death leads meditating about life; meanwhile, the belief in life leads you thinking about death.

Only at death, our soul breathes. (L’ me ne respire qu’à notre mort)

May you find comfort and peace in every situation.

Listen to me: die after me, all right? I don’t care what else you do, where you go, how you screw up your life, just… survive. Outlive me, please.

You may say suicide is a loss of control and cowardly. Foolish as it may sound, I am prepared to argue.

The biggest enemy of truth is known as facts in our society.

On no subject are our ideas more warped and pitiable than on death. … Let children walk with nature, let them see the beautiful blendings and communions of death and life, their joyous inseparable unity,...

Now, I am become Death, the destroyer of worlds.

A lie near to truth is always difficult to catch.

This time it is real — all must die, and where could mountaineer find a more glorious death!

Walking thru this graveyard, I realize times were never really hard. We live, we love, we let it go. The world ain’t changed me at all.

Death and love are the two wings that bear the good man to heaven.

That cake tasted good. But the cake in the garbage tasted better. It was the best cake I ever ate.

To fear death, my friends, is only to think ourselves wise, without being wise: for it is to think that we know what we do not know. For anything that men can tell, death may...

Mellas continued to look at the wallet, saying nothing. Hawke, who had been watching Mellas through the steam that rose from his pear-can coffee mug, handed Mellas the cup. Mellas gave a brief smile and...

There’s a gentle sigh which descends like billowing silk upon the soul that accepts its coming death. It’s a gentle pocket of air in the turbulence of everyday life… the silk settles around you as...

He: What’s the matter with you?Me: Nothing.Nothing was slowly clotting my arteries. Nothing slowly numbing my soul. Caught by nothing, saying nothing, nothingness becomes me. When I am nothing they will say surprised in the...

They tell us that Suicide is the greatest piece of Cowardice… That Suicide is wrong; when it is quite obvious that there is nothing in this world to which every man has a more unassailable...

Son. Everyone dies alone. That’s what it is. It’s a door. It’s one person wide. When you go through it, you do it alone. But it doesn’t mean you’ve got to be alone before you...

Vivre est une maladie, dont le sommeil nous soulage toutes les seize heures ; c’est un palliatif : la mort est le remède.

At the end of life, nobody knows where the spirit goes.

A few cold words on yonder stone, A corpse as cold as they can be -­ Vain words, and mouldering dust, alone -­ Can this be all that’s left of thee? O, no! thy spirit...

What is it like when you lose someone you love?” Jane asked. “You die, too. And you wait around for your body to catch up.

I’m not courting death; I’ve far too many books left to read.

We should try to live a life of a human once before we die, because there is a difference between having a life and living a life.

When I was a little girl,’ I said, sitting down, ‘the wallpaper in my room had pictures of Noah’s story.’ […]You know what’s weird though? It’s weird that the ark would be such a kids’...

The primary difference between sex and death is, with death there is no dress code

Looking back, my greatest regret is not that I didn’t love them enough (to the brink of insanity and back again), but that I couldn’t save them from themselves.

I know cigarettes can kill & wonder why she wants to die.

Merciful death. How you love your precious guilt

And you know, there’s less charm in life when you think about death–but it’s more peaceful.

I know the resolution. I know the end of the story before it ever begins. I must choose love. And for this, I will surely die.

When I Have Fears That I May Cease To BeWhen I have fears that I may cease to be Before my pen has glean’d my teeming brain, Before high piled books, in charact’ry, Hold like...

Live or die, but don’t poison everything.

How sad, ye Gods, how sad the world is at evening, how mysterious the mists over the swamps! You will know it when you have wandered astray in those mists, when you have suffered greatly...

as the shadows assumeshapesI fight the slowretreatnowmy once-promisedwindlingdwindlingnowlighting new cigarettespouring moredrinksit has been a beautifulfightstillis.