Death, like a host, comes smiling to the door;Smiling, he greets us, on that tranquil shoreWhere neither piping bird nor peeping dawnDisturbs the eternal sleep,But in the stillness far withdrawnOur dreamless rest for evermore we...

Some people create war and misery, some create wealth and money, and some create ideas and art. But we all create our own deaths, fashioned out of our lives. Nobody will remember how you died,...

Everyone sounded the same when they died.

I plan on putting off death my whole life.

I am an old man, and I am dying…Will you remember me, Jacob?”I promise, one day, I will join you, Mr. Gold.”Mr. Gold’s laughter sounded like a trumpet and brought light to the corners of...

I’m not afraid of death, I’m just not sure there is life after the honeymoon.

When my mother passed away several years ago—well, wait a minute. Actually, she didn’t ‘pass away.’ She died. Something about that verb, ‘to pass away’ always sounds to me as if someone just drifted through...

“Cake or death?” That’s a pretty easy question. Anyone could answer that.”Cake or death?””Eh, cake please.””Very well! Give him cake!””Oh, thanks very much. It’s very nice.””You! Cake or death?”Uh, cake for me, too, please.””Very well!...

L’absence d’envie de vivre, hélas, ne suffit pas pour avoir envie de mourir.

The shots left a hard ringing sound within the closeness of the brick walls. Terry held the pistol at arm’s length on a level with his eyes–the Russian Tokarev resembling an old-model Colt .45, big...

People talk about survival. What they mean is killing the other guy.

When I die, remember to remove my body from the cooler before you start making the hunch punch. But by all means, do get drunk on my memory.

There is no shame here. The places where we still fear are simply the places we have yet to fully receive God’s love. Only by his grace and in his love can we let our...

You can choose when and when not to be stopped… Choose to be stopped after you die… when your work is done and done well.

One time, two years ago, I took a draught of morphia, meaning to end my life. My mother found me before the life was ended, the doctor drew the poison from my stomach with a...

Keep a clear eye toward life’s end. Do not forget your purpose and destiny as God’s creature. What you are in his sight is what you are and nothing more. Remember that when you leave...

Rest and peace should not be left until you’re deceased. They are two vital life incredients everybody needs and seeks.

When you aspire to inspire before you expire, you conspire to inspire even after you pause to respire. Keep pushing it!

It was a mistake to think of houses, old houses, as being empty. They were filled with memories, with the faded echoes of voices. Drops of tears, drops of blood, the ring of laughter, the...

When we leave this life, we only get to take two things: the love we received and the lessons we learned.

Her body accepted my brutal seed and took it to swell within, just as the patient earth accepts a falling fruit into its tender soil to cradle and nourish it to grow. Came a time,...

The fact that life has no meaning is a reason to live –moreover, the only one.

Du jour où il nait, l’homme commence à mourir; c’est la vérité qu’incarne la Mère.

Grave is a journey not a destination

Carmen will always be free.

She turned and walked down the musty, dimly-lighted corridor, along a strip of carpeting that still clung together only out of sheer stubbornness of skeletal weave. Doors, dark, oblivious, inscrutable, sidling by; enough to give...

I’m trying to decide what’s worse. Someone being gone, but still out there, or someone being gone forever, dead. I think someone being gone, but still out there, might be worse. Then there’s always the...

Life will hack off your head and shit down your neck every chance it gets. I’ve found that consuming drugs and booze, listening to music and always having an excuse in the best way to...

And when suddenlythe god stopped her and, with anguish in his cry,uttered the words: ‘He has turned round’ –she comprehended nothing and said softly: ‘Who?

If you cannot love me, I will die. Before you came I wanted to die, I have told you many times. It is cruel to have made me want to live only to make my...

He comes down next to me, and when I hold out my hand, he takes it. Our fingers lace together. And in that feeling, that perfect feeling of our hands and fingers pressed together, I...

…nobody was ever really ready to turn off their mother’s machine, no matter what they thought; to turn off the light of their childhood and walk away, just as if they were turning out a...

Being certain one is alive isn’t something to which one pays mind. If you could ask the question, you were fine. If you could not, hopefully you had a cozy coffin.

People say that your life flashes before your eyes before you die, but they’re wrong. It’s not your life that passes before you, it’s the regrets that do.

[When asked what he wants for his tombstone epitaph]Since I’m an atheist, and have no belief whatsoever in life after death, I couldn’t care less — it’s not like it’ll have any impact on me,...

There is love in holding and there is love in letting go.

I’ve always been good at math. It’s straightforward, black-and-white, right and wrong. Equations. Da thought of people as books to be read, but I’ve always thought of them more as formulas—full of variables, but always...

Some wounds; never reflects on the skin, but kills us slowly from inside.

Death doesn’t really worry me that much, I’m not frightened about it… I just don’t want to be there when it happens.

People disappear when they die. Their voice, their laughter, the warmth of their breath. Their flesh. Eventually their bones. All living memory of them ceases. This is both dreadful and natural. Yet for some there...

No one wants to die or even plans to die, at least not when you are young and living life on top of everything, stepping on gold, running the miles with hot chicks on tow,...

Loss is merely a tool for evaluation, organization, determination and actualization towards being the best you that you can possibly be.

The human mind is so limited it can only build an arbitrary heaven — and usually the physical comforts they endow it with are naively the kind that can be perceived as we humans perceive...

I am become death, the destroyer of worlds.

Tell her thisAnd more,—That the king of the seasWeeps too, old, helpless man.The bustling fatesHeap his hands with corpsesUntil he stands like a childWith surplus of toys.

Believing in the possibility of resurrection and eternal life, Christians seek ‘redemption’ through moral behaviour. But moral behaviour does not, in itself, assuage fear of death, on the contrary, when people come to view themselves...

Each man is master of his own death, and all that we can do when the time comes is to help him die without fear of pain.

It’s sad to see a restaurant go out of business because the owner died, after being cannibalized by hungry customers.

As he walked, the sad faded leaves were driven pitilessly around him by the wind, and under the mingling influences of autumn and evening, a craving for the quietude of the grave … overtook him...

Older men declare war. But it is youth that must fight and die.