There is so much trouble in coming into the world, and so much more, as well as meanness, in going out of it, that ’tis hardly worth while to be here at all.

If your are an expatriate, a ‘will’ is required because, the laws of the country in which you reside would be different from that of your home country, and when the inevitable (death) occurs (untimely),...

That I should just dive in and let my world fall apart and rebuild itself. That if I can embrace change, I can embrace death, and that is the secret to liberation.

There seemed no answer. He wasn’t resigned to anything, he hadn’t accepted or adjusted to the life he’d been forced into. Yet here he was, eight months after the plague’s last victim, nine since he’s...

He’s dead. I don’t celebrate who he was, but who he isn’t. He isn’t alive, and that is a great reason to party.

Ghosts are the only ones who never have to feel scared. Because the worst thing in the world has already happened to them.

If Death Is KindPerhaps if Death is kind, and there can be returning,We will come back to earth some fragrant night,And take these lanes to find the sea, and bendingBreathe the same honeysuckle, low and...

She’s too sexy to be a killer—but not a murderer. A woman this beautiful gets a patsy to dole out death, and that makes her a lead murder suspect.

…there’s not enough of anything to go around except people and death.

Tonight I want to stand on the side of a cliff and look down, dare the wind to gust and knock me off. Everyone thinks that falling to your death is the worst thing that...

The difference between me and the trees is that the trees let go of their leaves. I keep holding onto mine. The trees make room for new life. I don’t.

Gray.The overcast skies had the colour of deadened stones, and seemed closer than usually, as though they were phlegmatically observing my every movement with their apathetic emptily blue-less eyes; each tiny drop of hazy rain...

Romeo: Courage, man; the hurt cannot be much.Mercutio: No, ’tis not so deep as a well, nor so wide as a church-door; but ’tis enough, ’twill serve. Ask for me tomorrow, and you shall find...

Who would you rather make love to—me, or the dead carcass of a deer? Don’t deliver a hasty answer. Think it over.

From a purely physical standpoint she didn’t have a chance, but her attitude was that death was better than capitulation.

I know that it’s easier to look at death than it is to look at pain, because while death is irrevocable, and the grief will lessen in time, pain is too often merely relentless and...

It isn’t dying I’m afraid of, it isn’t that at all; I know what it is to die, I’ve died already. It is the endless obliteration, the knowledge that there will never be anything else....

Justice will prevail!

He sensed Death with a depth and clarity of which only small children or great philosophers are capable, philosophers who are themselves almost childlike in the power and simplicity of their thinking.

When I die, I would love to die smiling. If however I forget this, I hope I have someone there to make me smile.

There were corpses here and there and pools of blood. I remember seeing a butterfly flutter up and down that street. Summer does not abdicate.

Nostalgia has a way of blocking the reality of the past.

With riddles as black as coals, and answers as invisible as our past, I can only depend upon the crest of the rolling wave I now traversed; a romance worshiped only by the dreamer in...

Once you kill all of us, and you’re alone, you’ll die! The hate will die. That hate is what moves you, nothing else! That envy moves you. Nothing else! You’ll die, inevitably. You’re not immortal....

It is life that fights and struggles and rages; life, that tears at you in its last agonizing throes to hold on, even if but for one futile instant longer… Whereas I, I come softly...

I first became aware of death when my father held me up to see the view from the top of the Empire State Building. I thought that if he moved me just one foot over,...

…But the Mahommedan religion increases, instead of lessening, the fury of intolerance. It was originally propagated by the sword, and ever since, its votaries have been subject, above the people of all other creeds, to...

In the night of death, hope sees a star, and listening love can hear the rustle of a wing.

…[we] has left nothing durable to signalize his stay upon this planet.[we]eventually dies to the honest regret of [our] associates.

Death may call any moment,Every moment, everyone is nearing death.

The fear of losing someone you love can turn people inside out.

If you have been born only once, you will have to die twice. But if you have been born twice, you will have to die only once (and you may even escape that one death...

How many more times would I have embraced him that night, how many more times would I have kissed him, if I had known the name of that stranger lover who was already in Montreal,...

YOU FEAR TO DIE?”It’s not that I don’t want… I mean, I’ve always…it’s just that life is a habit that’s hard to break…

When Sean died she understood for the first time how completely human beings were dependent upon a suspension of disbelief in order to simply move forward through their days. If that suspension faltered, if you...

I’m not afraid of death; I just don’t want to be there when it happens.

There was no safety. There was no pride. All there was, was money. Everything became money, and money became everything. Money treated us as if we were things, and we died.

To pursue wisdom is to live in such a way that one is prepared to face death when it comes. (247)

The chief problem about death, incidentally, is the fear that there may be no afterlife – a depressing thought, particularly for those who bothered to shave. Also, there is the fear that there is an...

There is a very, narrow, thinness of line between the living and the dead; actually, it’s just a lack of a heartbeat away.

My flashlight’s not working. I don’t know if the batteries are dead, but my mother-in-law sure as hell isn’t. When she dies, my love can live.

The trouble about jumping was that if you didn’t pick the right number of stories, you might still be alive when you hit bottom.

Nothing can dwindle to nothing, as Nature restores one thing from the stuff of another, nor does she allow a birth, without a corresponding death.

And then I did what I had never done in his presence, much less in his arms. I cried.

If you remembered somebody was as real as yourself, how could you kill anybody?

Rosencrantz: We might as well be dead. Do you think death could possibly be a boat?Guildenstern: No, no, no… Death is…not. Death isn’t. You take my meaning. Death is the ultimate negative. Not-being. You can’t...

The SkeletonChattering finch and water-flyAre not merrier than I;Here among the flowers I lieLaughing everlastingly.No: I may not tell the best;Surely, friends, I might have guessedDeath was but the good King’s jest,It was hid so...

Most men fear getting laughed at or humiliated by a romantic prospect while most women fear rape and death.

Well, I always did want to go out in a Braveheart kind of way. I’ll just have to think of something cool to yell before they cut my head off.

The theatre is a tragic place, full of endings and partings and heartbreak. You dedicate yourself passionately to something, to a project, to people, to a family, you think of nothing else for weeks and...