No, you should never choose death, but it chooses you. Sometimes you know it’s coming, like my mother, and sometimes it takes you by surprise, like my friend Ariel’s uncle who got killed in a...

The fountain of death makes the still waters of life play.

Cover her face; mine eyes dazzle. She died young.

Those that see too much quickly find themselves seeing nothing at all.

This concern, feebly called ‘love of nature’, seemed to Shevek to be something much broader than love. There are souls, he thought, whose umbilicus has never been cut. They never got weaned from the universe....

One last mystery: on one of the little ponds, this morning, I saw wind riffling the first of the waterlily leaves. They haven’t all emerged yet, but new circles tattoo the water, here and there,...

All this talk about what a marvelous future science’ll bring us? Art can change things just as much.’ She stubbed out her cigarette. ‘Maybe better.”Why’s that?’ ‘Art doesn’t kill anyone.

Stories are what death thinks he puts an end to. He can’t understand that they end in him, but they don’t end with him.

She’s had a long life. Now she’s going to the Lord.” “Frankly it creeps me out a little when you say things like that,” Simon said. “It shouldn’t. If you don’t like ‘Lord,’ pick another...

I don’t want to die without any scars.

If one does die taking these drugs, the death is likely to be very peaceful. Morphia is, after all, the goddess of dreams.

Life is great, and without it, you’d be dead.

The kiss. Oh, the kiss. What a perfect, unnerving, luscious kiss. He made me feel unhinged . . . like he could take me apart and put me back together again and again.

and it’s true, perfectly true. When you go out of here, all the particles that make you up will loosen and float apart, just like your daemons did. If you’ve seen people dying, you know...

I could introduce myself properly, but it’s not really necessary. You will know me well enough and soon enough, depending on a diverse range of variables. It suffices to say that at some point in...

In all seriousness, Archer claims that if you, as a living, alive person, hear the song “You’re the One That I Want” from the musical Grease three times in a single day – seemingly by...

In such a beast as this…” (he means the army)”…it was the collective power that went, collapsing like a long-exhausted animal, at once falling under its own weight as much as that of its enemy....

And I can promise you something, because it was a thing I saw many years later – a vision in the book thief herself – that as she knelt next to Hans Hubermann, she watched...

There is only one religion – it is a way a man dies.

Well, right now I’m not dead. But when I am, it’s like…I don’t know, I guess it’s like being inside a book that nobody’s reading. […] An old one. It’s up on a library shelf,...

I’ll have that someday, thought Peter. Someone who’ll kiss me good-bye at the door. Or maybe just someone to put a blindfold over my head before they shoot me. Depending on how things turn out.

If anyone stops us, as long as we mumble something pretentious about the glory of death, we should be fine.

Welcome death, quoth the rat, when the trap fell

A sea of red lights, and I slow down. My job now is to gather everyone together and tell them we have to let her go. I won’t tell anyone over the phone, because I...

I write love quotes for all ages—Teenagers, Young Adults, and even the Middle Ages—like between the years of 1200-1700. Erasmus loves my work. Well, probably he does, but as he’s dead you really can’t prove...

We are living now.We shall not live long.No one should tell us we shall live again.This is our little while.This is our chance.

There are a lot of people on this planet and, as a Christian, I like to believe that they all have to go somewhere. Let’s say that a half or three thirds will go to...

Doesn’t our knowledge of death make life more precious?’What good is a preciousness based on fear and anxiety? It’s an anxious quivering thing

Her family was a relay team racing toward Tomorrowland, but her father died, and in their shock they kept losing the baton.

We do not need to grieve for the dead. Why should we grieve for them? They are now in a place where there is no more shadow, darkness, loneliness, isolation, or pain. They are home.

If my doctor told me I only had five minutes to live, I’d probably change all the clocks in my house, because they’re all five minutes fast and I want to know exactly how much...

…Not that it was unjust; not that the scales were forced out of balance. Where there had been good, it showed as clearly. Kindnesses, accomplishments, all those were present, too.

A napfénytől felforrósodott néma lakásban, történjen bármi, biztonságban éreztem magam. A rejtekhely biztonsága fontosabb a levegőnél. Távol lenni mindentől és mindenkitől. Annál azért már többre tartja magát az ember, hogy a saját egoizmusát, más néven...

I’m so sunburned I’m embarrassed, but you can’t tell I’m blushing because I’m sunburned. I’m so ashamed I could just lie on the beach and die.

Once they have dedicated themselves to a cause, women will fight to the end for it.

We all know we’re one day closer to the end when we wake up in the morning. We just kid ourselves that it’s not happening.

I am one pair of roses away from the grave,” I told the midget with the twelve-inch erection. It wasn’t his—he was just holding it for a friend (that impressive penis belonged to a much...

Wherever you look there is so much loss and folly to contemplate.

My mother’s death supervened, and this was the greatest blow I had experienced in my life. I worshipped her… I could not resign myself to the loss of a being on whom I counted to...

She blew more smoke toward me, a lazy game of cancer catch.

This feather stirs; she lives! if it be so, it is a chance which does redeem all sorrows that ever I have felt.

Don’t Fear the Reaper.

We couldn’t make love, unfortunately, because she was dead. I didn’t kill her, if that’s what you’re wondering. She died long before I was born, and that’s probably the biggest mistake of my life.

How can you say that so casually? You’re talking about the possible death of hundreds of people, yourself included.”He gave a negligent shrug. “Wrong place, wrong time. Life sucks.

Nell’ascensore che li portava al settimo piano, Lacke si mise a piangere. Non silenziosamente, singhiozzava peggio di un bambino. Quando Larry aprì la porta dell’ascensore e spinse Lacke sul pianerottolo, il singhiozzo aumentò riecheggiando contro...

Of all the ways to murder someone, slowly, over the course of about 75 years or so, is the best way to not get caught. Nobody, not even Sherlock Holmes, would suspect a thing.

Wisdom is a true activity of compassion. And so, meditation is the act of loving kindness. It is the activity where loving kindness is applied on all levels.

Animals are not supposed to have the power to reason and therefore don’t care whether there is life after death. But imagine animals trying to cheer themselves up in the same way that our own...

Death doesn’t end our devotion. It only makes it stronger.

Instead of hating, my heart cries mercy! Mercy on me! Mercy on me! Mercy on me!