Considérez dans son martyre spirituel cet être qui gît les yeux clos, disloqué comme la victime d’un accident brutal qui ne nécessite plus ni attention ni secours. Dénombrez les coups de couteau de la hideuse...

I think of death only with tranquility, as an end. I refuse to let death hamper life. Death must enter life only to define it.

The human body is robust. It can gather strength when it’s in mortal danger.

If I knew I was going to die tomorrow,And Spring came the day after tomorrow,I would die peacefully, because it came the day after tomorrow.If that’s its time, when else should it come?I like it...

I think people believe in heaven because they don’t like the idea of dying, because they want to carry on living and they don’t like the idea that other people will move into their house...

Joy, joy, joy!Past ages crowd on thee, but each one remembers,And the future is dark, and the present is spread,Like a pillow of thorns for thy slumberless head.

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The world was not to be trusted. Loved persons were always stolen. Dreams always squashed. That was life as she understood it.

Who can be worried without the light of a memory?

It’s astonishing how important a man becomes when he dies.

When he said to give him the sword, I don’t think he meant for you to stick it in his guts.

die daily.hourly, if you’vegot the energy.

Those who know who one should die knew how one should live.

One death apiece is plenty.

The bird is gone, and in what meadow does it now sing?

Nothing is ever truly gone… Not for me, nor for any human being. We can only go forward, unless we are guests in some enchantment that is not is ours. We are condemned to an...

Was. What does was actually mean? The verb to be. Past tense of is. Does it mean that someone is no longer being?

So is death a journey? Is it to another place?” she asked. “Is it another planet?””Many have wondered this very question,”replied rovender. “But there is an old Caerulan saying: When your journey reaches its destination...

You would have to consider yourself lucky if you ever see your father again. Even if it is while he watches me take your life.” He snarled, allowing a haughty smirk creep across his face.

Because who can describe the look that triggers the memory of loved ones? Who can anticipate the frown, the smile, or the misplaced lock of hair that sends a swift, undeniable signal from the past?...

Would words shatter the immensity of life and death so close to one another?

In times of war, skepticism can be just cause for execution.

Life is but a passing shadow.

Heroes and scholars represent the opposite extremes… The scholar struggles for the benefit of all humanity, sometimes to reduce physical effort, sometimes to reduce pain, and sometimes to postpone death, or at least render it...

I’ve seen and swam and climbed and lived and driven and filmed. Should it all end tomorrow, I can definitely say there would be no regrets. I am very lucky, and I know it. I...

…what happens when you returnand find nothingbut a hollowed shell,shingles and floor,walls and echoesand the light that lead you herehas now burned outand the ones who built ithave traveled afarand you cant go to them,no...

All my life I’d been a believing Christian. … But that instant in the ER–the instant Annette [his wife] died–I seemed to feel my religious faith die, too.As I thought more about it in the...

I’m not talking to you.

When a man sees a dying animal, horror comes over him: that which he himself is, his essence, is obviously being annihilated before his eyes–is ceasing to be. But when the dying one is a...

In every person, there is a doer and a devil. With every passing days, the doer dies and a devil has to rise.

You ask ‘Are you a man or a demon?’ Neither, I say. I have woken up, and the rest of you are sleeping, and that is the only difference between us.

Death, he felt, was only a kind of warning rather than a desperate and permanent end.

There comes a stage at which a man would rather die cleanly by a bullet than by the unknown terror of the phantom in the forest.

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Heartbreak , death and loss were shared between us, but renewal, commitment and strength as well.

I never trust anyone”, Alecto told Mandy as wisps of smoke drifted from his cigarette. “Treachery is the unfortunate result of any friendships I’ve ever had. I don’t need friends anyway, what I want is...

Death is only as strong as you believe it to be.

Everything we do really is just a little marker on the long road to death. And sometimes that’s overwhelmingly depressing to me, and sometimes it makes me feel kinship and forgiveness. We’ve all got the...

If I could make a dream real, I would not kill anything unless it could never be changed at heart.

We’re all dead the moment we’re born. Just, some of us get there faster than others.

It was a haunting tune, unresigned, a cry of heartache for all in the world that fell apart. As ash rose black against the brilliant sky, Fire’s fiddle cried out for the dead, and for...

Shaq pe hai yaqeen unko,Yaqeen pe hai shaq Mujhy……….Kis ka jhoot jhoot hai,Kis ke sach main sach nahi,Hai ke hai nahi,Bas yehi sawaal hai,Aur sawaal ka jawaab bhi, Sawaal hai……….Dil ki gar sunoon to hai,Dimaag...

When we lose our innocence – when we start feeling the weight of the atmosphere and learn that there’s death in the pot – we take leave of our sense.

I don’t want to die.” That is what death is like. It doesn’t matter what uniforms the soldiers are wearing. It doesn’t matter how good the weapons are. I thought if everyone could see what...

Death whispers your name to me.

The friend I can trust is the one who will let me have my death.The rest are actors who want me to stay and further the plot.

Pentru mine, moartea este doar hotarul unde inceteaza sa mai existe “maine”. Numai pana acolo poti sa iubesti, sa visezi, sa regreti. Brusc, tot ce n-ai facut va ramane pentru totdeauna nefacut.

The idea of immortality, that like a sea has ebbed and flowed in the human heart, with its countless waves of hope and fear, beating against the shores and rocks of time and fate, was...

Death, mademoiselle, unfortunately creates a prejudice. A prejudice in favour of the deceased. I heard what you said just now to my friend Hastings. ‘A nice bright girl with no men friends.’ You said that...

Everyone’s dying, Milcah. Some people are just dying sooner than others.