Once I could imagine my soulI could imagine my death.When I imagined my deathmy soul died. ThisI remember clearly.My body persisted.Not thrived, but persisted.Why I do not know.

Ricin – Death by diarrhea

The Everlasting Staircase”Jeffrey McDanielWhen the call came, saying twenty-four hours to live,my first thought was: can’t she postpone her exitfrom this planet for a week? I’ve got places to do,people to be. Then grief hit...

Sometimes it seemed like the whole point of life was not to die the same death as your father.

Dawn and its excesses always reminded me of heaven, a place where I have always known I would not be comfortable.

In a world where death is the hunter, my friend, there is no time for regrets or doubts. There is only time for decisions.

My house says to me, “Do not leave me, for here dwells your past.”And the road says to me, “Come and follow me, for I am your future.”And I say to both my house and...

Her absence is like the sky, spread over everything.But no, that is not quite accurate. There is one place where her absence comes locally home to me, and it is a place I can’t avoid....

Spring had been the season for dying in the old days. Invalids who had struggled through the dark comfort of winter took fright as the night receded.

She had been given a wonderful gift: life. Sometimes it was cruelly taken away too soon, but it’s what you did with it that counted, not how long it lasted.

Anyone who has physically incarnated on the Earth is energetically connected to the people they love, and to the Earth, indefinitely…

Her mother had once told her that one could run away from home, from husband, from children, from trouble, but it was impossible to run away from oneself. “You always have to take yourself with...

The endWhen I die bang on cansRomp around in leaps and boundsLet whips crack in the airCall in clowns and acrobats!I want my coffin to go on a donkeyDecked out in Andalusian styleYou can’t refuse...

God? We don’t know what He’s like. But at least now that we’re dead we all know we don’t know, whereas on Earth we all thought we knew, and those who didn’t know didn’t know...

They WERE walking alongside the road, they WERE hit by a car, and now they ARE dead. It doesn’t work. Are is present tense. Dead is — well, dead is past, isn’t it? Present tense...

You’ll forget your inner peace, forget that it comes from impermanence. From knowing that everything will break. And only reason can right you.

It’s a matter of honor, death. It’s your white page, do you see? Or your shame. Either you’re worthy of it or you ain’t. To accept it, to face it with honor and respect and...

If we lived for ever, what you say would be true. But we have to die, we have to leave life presently. Injustice and greed would be the real thing if we lived for ever....

I answer the heroic question, ‘Death, where is thy sting?’ with ‘It is in my heart and mind and memories.

The only education in grief that any of us ever gets is a crash course. Until Caroline had died I had belonged to that other world, the place of innocence, and linear expectations, where I...

Don’t you believe that Jacob can be healed?” some persisted, pressuringElizabeth to believe—just believe—and Jacob would be healed. Theunderlying message was that Elizabeth’s faith was not strong enough to save her son. I remembered then...

How often the priest had heard the same confession–Man was so limited: he hadn’t even the ingenuity to invent a new vice: the animals knew as much. It was for this world that Christ had...

birth is more painful than dying”and you burst with dreamswithout even trying, seeking light in your heart, where shadows now restcomfortably next to fear.but you come out of the woods clear,with nature’s breathunder your tongue,...

When someone you love…when they die, you want it undone. You’d do anything to have them back, and it’s easy to believe that if only this had happened or that had happened, everything would be...

Stop sleeping, Get to work! You will have much time to sleep when you die.

It never gets easier, missing you. And sometimes I wonder if it ever will.

If you have never did a mistake, then death is impossibe, but then, death is a possible mistake.

The last enemy that shall be destroyed is death.

But I think I’m broken too. I just don’t know it yet.

I will one day accept death with gratitude if I meet it having lived a life that became truly my own.

I hadn’t thought about Mom as much as I probably should have lately. It was a relief not to have all those emotional waves rolling through me at the mere vision of her face in...

I thought I loved him when he went away; I love him now in another degree: he is more my own. [ . . . ] Oh! a thousand weepers, praying in agony on waiting...

So this is it ⎯ what cost me all that time. A man who turned out to be old, a house that turned out to be empty.

I was not, I was, I am not, I care not. (Non fui, fui, non sum, non curo)

Just when you think you’re in the cat-bird’s seat, the Angel of Death calls “dibs” on shotgun.

Death, with its ancestral weight of terrors, is merely the abandonment of an unserviceable shell at the time the spiritis reintegrated into the unified energy of the cosmos. The end of life, like birth, is...

Whether we like it or not, the one justification for the existence of all religions is death, they need death as much as we need bread to eat.

I basked in you;I loved you, helplessly, with a boundless tongue-tied love.And death doesn’t prevent me from loving you.Besides, in my opinion you aren’t dead.(I know dead people, and you are not dead.)

No, my dog used to gaze at me,paying me the attention I need,the attention requiredto make a vain person like me understandthat, being a dog, he was wasting time,but, with those eyes so much purer...

Death and Rebirth is one of the most crucial parts of life, without one the other simply cannot exist!

Loss taught me. Loss taught me that death comes to both the old and the young.

Gloria laughed at them and said that she’d overtaken grief a long time ago, that she was tired of everyone wanting to go to heaven, nobody wanting to die. The only thing worth grieving over,...

There were times Ruma felt closer to her mother in death than she had in life, an intimacy born simply of thinking of her so often, of missing her. But she knew that this was...

In Mongolia, when a dog dies, he is buried high in the hills so people cannot walk on his grave. The dog’s master whispers in the dog’s ear his wishes that the dog will return...

Dead, we are revealed in our true dimensions, and they are surprisingly modest.

real world”. Refuse normalcy. Beauty is everywhere, love is endless, and joy bleeds from our everyday existence. Embrace it. I love all of you, all my friends, family, and community. I am ceaselessly grateful from...

She stared at Raven in a long second of shocked silence, before sagging to the floor.

His work was so great that it cannot be compassed in a few words. His death is one of the greatest losses ever to occur to British science.{Describing Ernest Rutherford upon his death at age...

A human doesn’t have a heart like mine. The human heart is a line, whereas my own is a circle, and I have the endless ability to be in the right place at the right...

Every story is a story about death. But perhaps, if we are lucky, our story about death is also a story about love.