Walking thru this graveyard, I realize times were never really hard. We live, we love, we let it go. The world ain’t changed me at all.

Don’t judge me. Ethics and morality no longer exist in our world. It’s a luxury of the past, afforded only to those who had a future.

Death and love are the two wings that bear the good man to heaven.

That cake tasted good. But the cake in the garbage tasted better. It was the best cake I ever ate.

when you came you cried and everybody smiled with joy; when you go smile and let the world cry for you.

To fear death, my friends, is only to think ourselves wise, without being wise: for it is to think that we know what we do not know. For anything that men can tell, death may...

Mellas continued to look at the wallet, saying nothing. Hawke, who had been watching Mellas through the steam that rose from his pear-can coffee mug, handed Mellas the cup. Mellas gave a brief smile and...

I miss you so much! And while this hole in my heart will never be filled again, I find comfort knowing that you are nestled within the loving embrace of God… and that I was...

There’s a gentle sigh which descends like billowing silk upon the soul that accepts its coming death. It’s a gentle pocket of air in the turbulence of everyday life… the silk settles around you as...

He: What’s the matter with you?Me: Nothing.Nothing was slowly clotting my arteries. Nothing slowly numbing my soul. Caught by nothing, saying nothing, nothingness becomes me. When I am nothing they will say surprised in the...

Today, girls,’ said Miss Renshaw, ‘we shall go out into the beautiful Gardens and think about death.

They tell us that Suicide is the greatest piece of Cowardice… That Suicide is wrong; when it is quite obvious that there is nothing in this world to which every man has a more unassailable...

Son. Everyone dies alone. That’s what it is. It’s a door. It’s one person wide. When you go through it, you do it alone. But it doesn’t mean you’ve got to be alone before you...

Facing death calmly is praiseworthy only if one faces it alone. Death together is no longer death, even for unbelievers. The source of sorrows lies not in leaving life, but in leaving that which gives...

Vivre est une maladie, dont le sommeil nous soulage toutes les seize heures ; c’est un palliatif : la mort est le remède.

At the end of life, nobody knows where the spirit goes.

I have seen many die, surrounded by loved ones, and their last words were ‘I love you.’ There were some who could no longer speak yet with their eyes and soft smile left behind that...

A few cold words on yonder stone, A corpse as cold as they can be -­ Vain words, and mouldering dust, alone -­ Can this be all that’s left of thee? O, no! thy spirit...

What is it like when you lose someone you love?” Jane asked. “You die, too. And you wait around for your body to catch up.

I need to ask, are you afraid of spiders?”Nicholas blinked, suddenly caught off guard, “Yes, I’m afraid of spiders.””Were you always?””What are you, a psychiatrist?”Pritam took a breath. He could feel Laine’s eyes on him,...

I’m not courting death; I’ve far too many books left to read.

We should try to live a life of a human once before we die, because there is a difference between having a life and living a life.

When we were alive, they told us that when we died we’d go to heaven. And they said that heaven was a place of joy and glory and we would spend eternity in the company...

When I was a little girl,’ I said, sitting down, ‘the wallpaper in my room had pictures of Noah’s story.’ […]You know what’s weird though? It’s weird that the ark would be such a kids’...

The primary difference between sex and death is, with death there is no dress code

I am dead man alive.

Looking back, my greatest regret is not that I didn’t love them enough (to the brink of insanity and back again), but that I couldn’t save them from themselves.

I know cigarettes can kill & wonder why she wants to die.

For this moment, this one moment, we are together. I press you to me. Come, pain, feed on me. Bury your fangs in my flesh. Tear me asunder. I sob, I sob.

Merciful death. How you love your precious guilt

And you know, there’s less charm in life when you think about death–but it’s more peaceful.

Well, uh… well, have fun watching your home movies then,” Mandy finished, but she didn’t have the slightest idea what he was talking about.

I know the resolution. I know the end of the story before it ever begins. I must choose love. And for this, I will surely die.

When I Have Fears That I May Cease To BeWhen I have fears that I may cease to be Before my pen has glean’d my teeming brain, Before high piled books, in charact’ry, Hold like...

Grief is love turned into an eternal missing

Live or die, but don’t poison everything.

How sad, ye Gods, how sad the world is at evening, how mysterious the mists over the swamps! You will know it when you have wandered astray in those mists, when you have suffered greatly...

It was dark enough that I couldn’t make out their features, but I could see that someone was cutting through the links of the fence. There was a sense of urgency about those that watched...

as the shadows assumeshapesI fight the slowretreatnowmy once-promisedwindlingdwindlingnowlighting new cigarettespouring moredrinksit has been a beautifulfightstillis.

There’re a lot of things you don’t understand.” Zachary smoldered his gaze at me. “I came looking for you, and then when I found out where you were, suddenly it didn’t seem worth it. It...

Differences disappear when faced with death.

Death, everyone fears it in one way or another but when I stood in front of it myself, face to face, I felt no fear.

I thought about all of the things that everyone ever says to each other, and how everyone is going to die, whether it’s in a millisecond, or days, or months, or 76.5 years, if you...

Of all the many people we meet in a lifetime,it is strange that so many of us find ourselves in thrall to one particular person. Once that face is seen,an involuntary heartache sets in for...

For we are all walking each other to our deaths, and the journey between footsteps makes up our lives.

My darling, I’m waiting for you — how long is a day in the dark, or a week? The fire is gone now, and I’m horribly cold. I really ought to drag myself outside but...

So wise so young, they say, do never live long.

There is just as much beauty in birth as there is in death, and it changes our lives just the same. They both add things to us and take things away.” Pg. 155 Undone

Death is only the death of death not the death of life.

For stubborn souls like Lisette, death was easier than the courage it took to actually change your life.