Think of the glory. Think of your reputation. Think how great it’ll look on your next resume.”On my cenotaph, you mean. Nobody will be able to collect enough of my scattered atoms to bury. You...

Time is a great teacher, but unfortunately it kills all its students.”[Letter, November 1856]

In some counties, there is an actual named crime of ritual abuse and there too, there have been convictions.

How do I get past my fears? Make a life for myself? Risk loving someone? When death is all that waits for you, what’s the point in trying to have a life?

The leaves of the trees will stroke your cheeks, The wind will blow through your chest and cleanse your soul, The magical sounds of the earth, animals and the elements will hug your ears, The...

As a sea is full of drops of liquid, I was but one in the ocean of WarMany are swept ruthlessly into the battering, bashing waves, and only few survive to swim to shore

Integrity of life is fame’s best friend,Which nobly, beyond death, shall crown the end.

Give life long enough and it will solve all your problems, including the one of being alive.

Who but the mad would choose to keep on living? In the end, aren’t we all just a little crazy?

We are born and then we die. And in between lies only this strange darkness that we can’t break.

At least an affront,” I agree.

A girl calls and asks, “Does it hurt very much to die?””Well, sweetheart,” I tell her, “yes, but it hurts a lot more to keep living.

One dead and one alone. That’s how the story ends.

The longer I lived, the longer it would be until I saw him alive again, until I could taste his new lips and run my fingers through his new hair. We could be young and...

If they killed him tonight, at least he would die alive.

Give me coffee or give me death. Or if not death, at least let me sleep a little bit longer.

DÖDENS DAGBOK: PARISARNA Sommaren kom.För boktjuven var allt frid och fröjd. Dör mig – var himlen judefärgad. När deras kroppar hade slutat söka efter springor i dörren steg deras själar upp. När deras naglar hade...

I waited for dawn, but only because I had forgotten how hard mornings were. For a second I’d be normal. Then came the dim awareness of something off, out of place. Then the truth came...

I carry the seeds of death within me and plant them wherever I linger long enough to love.

He had a new girl, and I told him she looked like Marilyn Monroe. He smiled because he thought I meant she was beautiful, and I smiled because I meant she looked like a corpse.

The little things of life, sweet and excellent in their place, must not be the things lived for; the highest must be sought and followed; the life of heaven must be begun here on earth.

Death is its own best friend, and our dreams know it.

After misery follow, or are at least promised to in the unwritten manuscripts of Gods, great things. Sometimes, that great thing can be death.

But here’s how it works: when the world has told you once too often and once and for all that you are nothing nothing nothing then you come to the conclusion that others may be...

In spite of my suffering, at the thought that I was sure to end up by killing myself, I cried aloud and burst into tears.

Would you ask a man who bags groceries if he fears death not because it is death but because there are still some interesting groceries he would like to bag?

Az oxigén nélkül hagyott szívizomzat nagy frekvenciával reszket, ütések híján vért nem továbbít, beáll a kamrafibrillatio. A sinuscsomó, mely individuális ritmust adott, mindenkinek a személyes ritmusát, nagy zavarodottságában leáll a maga ütemével, s akkor legalábbis...

Saying of the ProphetDeathDie before your death.

However cozy things seemed, the facts of life were the same. You couldn’t escape death: It would get us all in the end.

Death is coming—but hopefully not before old age, decrepitude, and senility.

So how exactly was I supposed to wrap my head around the whole thing? I wasn’t entirely sure I could trust this guy. I mean, this was it? Really? My life ends and some creep...

I got you a birthday present. The box is the exact same size as a coffin.

But death was her curse and her gift, and death had been her good friend these long, long years.

It’s normal to shy away from illness and death. It’s natural to gravitate toward laughter and life.

I died as a mineral and became a plant,I died as a plant and rose to animal,I died as an animal and I was Man.Why should I fear? When was I less by dying?

After my first coaching experience, the field looked more like Gettysburg than a normal defeat. But it wasn’t that bad, as only about half my team lay dead, while the rest were merely dying.

Death. What a brief word for the extinguishing of life. To be no more. To have days cut off and at their end. To never again……….anything.

My favorite unit of time is the hour, because I collect them and store as many as 10 new and unused ones each night to use after I’m dead. The best time to make love...

Life dies but forever will there be music. Always.

She wanted to know if I loved her, so I texted her a picture of a dead bird.

I like to think she hates my guts a little less every hour.

Death is only final when you know you’re not going to see them again!

A house can be replaced but never a lost life.

Qui cache son fou, meurt sans voix

It is a world that is made of love. Did you think there is only the kind of love your sister has for her husband? Did you think there must be here, a man with...

Lots of people say that everything that we possess, experience and want; like books, music, films and holidays are all just a big distraction from death. But I think differently. I think it’s the exact...

You should read something else.”Why would he have done that to him?”I don’t know,” she said.Do you ever feel like Job?”She smiled, a little twinkle in her eyes.Sometimes.”But you haven’t lost your faith?”No,” I knew...

Everyone facing death, especially premature death, like us, will be kicking themselves about each wasted hour.

It is hard, said Mme Landau, when I told her about those railway lessons, in the end it is hard to know what it is that someone dies of. Yes, it is very hard, said...

It was the nature of his profession that his experience with death should be greater than for most and he said that while it was true that time heals bereavement it does so only at...