We thought we were invincible and Dominic proved us all wrong,” – Jesse Carlisle

Life is a struggle, from the agonies of birth to the railing against death. Devour or be devoured. The law of the wild.

Death is an endless night so awful to contemplate that it can make us love life and value it with such passion that it may be the ultimate cause of all joy and all art.

I inherited a pound from my British uncle. I’d have rather gotten a dollar, because what do I want with an animal shelter?

The men and women who continue to hold Lynn’s mind hostage against her will believe the future will be tilled with terrorism, death, destruction and a challenge to the survival of America. They believe Lynn...

Love is when you love someone’s spirit as much as their body, even if their spirit has departed and their body is buried wherever you hid it.

I am able to follow my own death step by step. Now I move softly towards the end.

REQUIEMUnder the wide and starry skyDig the grave and let me lie:Glad did I live and gladly die,And I laid me down with a will.This be the verse you grave for me:Here he lies where...

You might think there is nothing more patriotic than dying for your country, but I think there is nothing more patriotic than living for your country.

When your people are lying dead around you, don’t come crying to me…

When all the trees are dead, I’ll be there, drinking freshly squeezed orange juice.

The classical man’s worst fear was inglorious death; the modern man’s worst fear is just death

A guy I grew up with recently died. I attended his funeral, but only because I thought there’d be free food afterwards. I brought to-go boxes with me. You know, to remember him for as...

Weeping is not the same thing as crying. It takes your whole body to weep, and when it’s over, you feel like you don’t have any bones left to hold you up.

The most dangerous flower is one that grows on a grave. Everybody in its vicinity is dead. That’s why I hand-picked it for my mother-in-law.

If there’s a place for me in Hell I hope it’s next to someone like you

I want to bill Billings one penny at a time.” He died with five cents to his name. I was named after him—fifty years after him.

Drive. He’s already dead.

I won’t clap when you die. I mean I would cheer, but applause would be inappropriate at your funeral, an event I’d miss because I’ll be celebrating.

A partir de un determinado momento, advirtió Paul vagamente, la tecnología había pasado a señalarle únicamente el carácter ineludible y próximo de la nada. En vez de liberar nanobots en el torrente sanguíneo para reparar...

To die, he thought, was to escape passion’s grasp, but that was the last thing he wanted. Instead he wished to be seized by passion and pinioned, held in its palm forever—he could not imagine...

How little we have, I thought, between us and the waiting cold, the mystery, death–a strip of beach, a hill, a few walls of wood or stone, a little fire–and tomorrow’s sun, rising and warming...

…The life of the parents is the only thing that makes good children. Parents should be very patient and ‘saintlike’ to their children. They should truly love their children. And the children will share this...

Aurora, you’re a child, live like one, don’t act like one. Enjoy the innocence, dump the immaturity.

When along the pavement,Palpitating flames of life,People flicker around me,I forget my bereavement,The gap in the great constellation,The place where a star used to be

Funeral BluesStop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,Silence the pianos and with muffled drumBring out the coffin, let the mourners come.Let aeroplanes circle moaning overheadScribbling on...

Every day is a lie. But you are dying. That is not a lie.

I remembered those frantic seconds when I’d thought all I loved and knew, all that was Sydney Sage, would be lost from this world. My battered friends and I had just had a brush with...

Jesus is the seed of salvation and we are the fruit of redemption

Always remember, wherever you are, whether near or far, you had a mother who really, really loved you. The original mother. Once you’ve found your true inner guru you can never again be divided. Perfect...

Someday, the people we know, are acquainted to become the people we knew. They leave. They leave to pursue the opportunities laid down in their paths and they leave on account of misunderstandings.Their absence causes...

So bring me this man, trembling and shivering from head to foot; let me fall into his arms or down at his knees; he will weep and we shall weep, he will be eloquent and...

It must be dawn, and the last breath went out of this body on the table – how long before? Irretrievably gone from this world, as dead as though she had lived a thousand years...

Everyone must leave something behind when he dies . . . Something your hand touched some way so your soul has somewhere to go when you die . . . It doesn’t matter what you...

So you mean to tell me you won’t fuck anyone you don’t share some kind of deep emotional connection with? What a sad, depressing, truly horrible life you must lead…

Jaden felt their boredom, their tired eternity. Beyond that, she felt their dying essence. They were immortal—all-powerful beings—and yet they were powerless against the onslaught of ever-changing time. They were lost in a modern world,...

Perhaps the whole root of our trouble, the human trouble, is that we will sacrifice all the beauty of our lives, will imprison ourselves in totems, taboos, crosses, blood sacrifices, steeples, mosques, races, armies, flags,...

When a person has lived generously and fought fiercely, she deserves more than sadness at the end.

Culture uses art to dream the deaths of beautiful women.

Once someone asked me, “What do you want to be your epitaph?” So I said, “Paulo Coelho died when he was alive.

I died for beauty but was scarceAdjusted in the tomb,When one who died for truth was lainIn an adjoining room.He questioned softly why I failed?”For beauty,” I replied.”And I for truth, the two are one;We...

In life, nobody gets out alive.

Of course, in a novel, people’s hearts break, and they die, and that is the end of it; and in a story this is very convenient. But in real life we do not die when...

Paraphrasing Yeats: It was as the Irish poet had written, a waste of breath, the years that had gone past, the years to come. There was only the present moment to live and die in....

Signý knew she would die a thousand deaths upon seeing another woman with him, bearing his children, raising them with him. All the while, Signý, caged in his dungeons, hearing all the painful details of...

I can’t do anything to death, doctor’s orders.

I like people watching. My favorite places are cemeteries. Tell your great grandpa I said hi next time you see him.

Lieutenant Welsh remembered walking around among the sleeping men, and thinking to himself that ‘they had looked at and smelled death all around them all day but never even dreamed of applying the term to...

Embryos think with each stage of their development that they have now reached the only condition that really suits them. This, they say, must certainly be their last, inasmuch as its close will be so...

For who ever lived totally as they wanted to; who ever, if they have time to think about it, dies wholly satisfied? And those who remain know it.