Loftus grew up with a cold father who taught her nothing about love but everything about angles. A mathematician, he showed her the beauty of the triangle’s strong tip, the circumference of the circle, the...

I think about the Old Ones, that they have a past but no history. I think about the inevitability of death, and whether it’s not that very inevitability that inspires us to take photographs and...

The dead sit at our tables long after they have gone.

Harry, you wonderful boy, you brave, brave man.

We’re reaching for death on the end of a candle We’re trying for something that’s already found us

If we knew what we are, we should do as Sir Arthur Jermyn did; and Arthur Jermyn soaked himself in oil and set first to his clothing one night.

Lay downYour tired & weary head my friend.We have wept too longNight is fallingAnd you we are only sleepingWe have come to this journey’s endIt’s time for us to goTo meet our friendsWho beckon usTo...

I must die. Must I then die lamenting? I must be put in chains. Must I then also lament? I must go into exile. Does any man then hinder me from going with smiles and...

We must learn to accept ourselves in the painful experiment of living. We must embrace the spiritual adventure of becoming human, moving through the many stages that lie between birth and death.

With a hint of good judgment, to fear nothing, not failure or suffering or even death, indicates that you value life the most. You live to the extreme; you push limits; you spend your time...

Suicidal glory is the luxury of the irresponsible.

You lived what anybody gets, Bernie. You got a lifetime. No more. No less.

Death doesn’t always want your eternal sleep. Sometimes Death just wants your eternity.

And in what fairy tale would John ever be any sane person’s idea of Prince Charming anyway? He was the opposite of charming. More like Prince Terrifying.

had a million things to do today; death would have to wait, -(The Tin Star)

Fuck you! I hope you die!””Everybody Dies,” I said. “So fuck you.

Lieb Liebchen, leg ‘s Händchen aufs Herze mein; -Ach, hörst du, wie’s pochet im Kämmerlein,Da hauset ein Zimmermann schlimm und arg,Der zimmert mir einen Totensarg.Es hämmert und klopfet bei Tag und bei Nacht;Es hat mich...

Curious that a man as selfish as he should be offering himself to the service of dead dogs. There must be other, more productive ways of giving oneself to the world, or to an idea...

Missing Alina was worse than a terminal illness. At least when you were terminal you knew the pain was going to end eventually. But there was no light at the end of my tunnel. Grief...

What greater thing is there for two human souls, than to feel that they are joined for life–to strengthen each other in all labor, to rest on each other in all sorrow, to minister to...

An answer is always a form of death.

The lucky ones are just born dead.

I have also figured out that for many people death is a difficult subject, not at all as simple as it is for me.

In every parting there is an image of death

It felt as though the whole globe was dressed in snow. Like it has pulled it on, the way you pull on a sweater. Next to the train line, footprints were sunken to their shins....

My favourite piece of information is that Branwell Brontë, brother of Emily and Charlotte, died standing up leaning against a mantle piece, in order to prove it could be done.This is not quite true, in...

And death doesn’t wait for you when your rested and ready. It sneaks up on you when your exhausted and hungry and cold and so scared you can’t even see straight

But the sons of Men die indeed, and leave the world; wherefore they are called the Guests or the Strangers. Death is their fate, the gift of Illúvatar, which as time wears even the Powers...

Maybe the only good thing about death is that you never have to relive it. You never have to remember the pain.

Lord Denethor is Boromir’s father. To bring him news of his beloved son’s death would be most unwise. And don’t mention Frodo or the ring. And say nothing of Aragorn either. In fact, it’s best...

For to fear death, my friends, is only to think ourselves wise without really being wise, for it is to think that we know what we do not know. For no one knows whether death...

Who knows if life is better than death or if death is better than life? We all know that love is better than both of them! When you find love you will find a warm...

It seems like our town has closed down these days leading up to the funeral. Old people still sit on their porches and talk, but their conversations aren’t sprinkled with laughter anymore. Since the new,...

There is a profound difference between fighting to avoid death and fighting in order to live. Men who fight to avoid death preserve their dignity and one and all – men, women and children –...

Era il primo di cinque fratelli, il suo mondo erano i boschi, il lavoro e la povertà. Poi lo reclutarono e lo fecero prigioniero in una pianura, dove l’orizzonte nascondeva solo l’orizzonte. Tutto era strano...

A man must be prepared to face life, as well as death, there’s no escape from either.

What do you want to do with your life, then?” is often the question I’m asked.To be honest, I don’t know. I really don’t.Mainly because I don’t see myself living long enough for that to...

After I’m dead, I want to ghostwrite my autobiography.

Maybe in a way all living things are like flickering flames in a precarious night, always on the verge of being extinguished. Whether we kindle slowly but steadily, or go out in a brilliant burst...

You’ll know the economy is dead when industry stops and escalators turn into stairs. That’ll be the day slinkies take over the world.

It would kill the past, and when that was dead, he would be free.

I’ll never stop wandering. And when the time comes to die, I’ll find the wildest, loneliest, most desolate spot there is.

I — I alone know how to mourn for him as he deserves.’ But while we were still shaking hands, such a look of awful desolation came upon her face that I perceived she was...

I put her burnt bones into my mouth and swallowed them whole.

I felt like the sky around me was closing me in. Trapping me in some sort of bubble where time stands still and grief would linger on forever.

Thirteen of us ate supper, and then one of us died. Unfortunately, he did not rise from the dead to pay his dinner bill. And he wasn’t the only one to skip out without paying,...

The pig was soon dissected and its blood filled the bucket in the bottom of which a patch of sky was reflected darkly. It had surrendered to the vortex of life and his breathing.

Aside from those few times I’ve killed a man, I’m not a violent person.

For the first time (but how long will it take us to acknowledge this?) in the history of ideas, a philosopher had dedicated a whole book to the question of atheism. He professed it, demonstrated...

You and I have a connection that nothing, not on heaven or earth, or even hell, could ever break. If you want to talk to me, talk to me. I’ll hear you…