What is the difference between a living thing and a dead thing? In the medical world, a clinical definition of death is a body that does not change. Change is life. Stagnation is death. If...

To what purpose should I trouble myself in searching out the secrets of the stars, having death or slavery continually before my eyes?

Sin brought death, and death will disappear with the disappearance of sin.

The fear of death is the fear of the end of an illusion; so long as the illusion persists so long will the fear remain.

Pain was good. If I hurt, it meant I wasn’t dead.

How I adore you, Marya. How well I chose. Scold me; deny me. Tell me you want what you want and damn me forever. But don’t leave me.

Seventy years of life is nothing in front of a single day of death

People’re always buried facing west, so at the end of time when the Last Trumpet blows, all the dead people’ll claw their way up and walk due west to the throne of Jesus to be...

Conner hadn’t liked leaving the gravesite with his father still not buried. But he’d learned from his grandmother’s funeral that you have to go. It’s expected. Nobody hangs around the cemetary. Grief—a little or a...

If only you and I (or you or I) doesn’t go and die before we have a chance to meet! And yet, if we did no doubt there would be some good and loving reason...

Die in a good way, obviously.

Every thought about death takes a moment of life away.

Now there is one thing I can tell you: you will enjoy certain pleasures you would not fathom now. When you still had your mother you often thought of the days when you would have...

It never occurred to them that God may have provided the world with a vast array of very brainy medical types for the very reason of solving problems such as theirs. However, there is one...

Though there had been moments of beauty in it Mariam knew that life for most part had been unkind to her.But as she walked the final twenty paces,she could not help but wish for more...

He had the face of one who walks in his sleep, and for a wild moment the idea came to me that perhaps he was not normal, not altogether sane. There were people who had...

Don’t you love that about the novel? The capaciousness?” he said.

We never care for anyone for their own sake. We train them for the system. No one matters for their own sake. No one acts for their own sake. The system will always be bigger...

Circumstances cannot change how you feel. When you truly love someone – on a level that goes deeper than your mind, deeper than your memories, all the way to the very thing that makes you...

Long after you have reached the end of your natural span, part of you will dwell within me . . . as I shall be in you to the last of your days and even...

Death is a bored clerk, with too many orders to fill. There is no reckoning. No profound moment. It creeps up on us from behind, and snatches us away while we shit.

Look at us. We build giant highways and murderously fast cars for killing each other and committing suicide. Instead of bomb shelters we construct gigantic frail glass buildings all over Manhattan at Ground Zero, a...

But death was sweet, death was gentle, death was kind; death healed the bruised spirit and the broken heart, and gave them rest and forgetfulness; death was man’s best friend; when man could endure life...

Acha alama katika dunia baada ya kuondoka.

Here’s the other thing I think about. It makes little sense to try to control what happens to your remains when you are no longer around to reap the joys or benefits of that control....

It’s your life, not your death, that defines you.

Life is a bitter sweet journey my friend, a bitter sweet journey.

Julie would have died there.

I knew this for a fact. Little by little, the ache to see him, to hear him would disappear. Little by little I’d forget how his arms felt, how his fingers felt, how his lips...

There’s nowhere else to escape to … Except in a wooden box, that is.

This worldthat was our homefor a brief spellnever brought us anythingbut pain and grief;its a shame that not one of our problemswas ever solved.We departwith a thousand regretsin our hearts.

The actuality of us being cognizant and accepting of the fact we are but a speck of sand in a universe sized desert, whose existence is irrelevant to any facet of universal function is a...

A girl is just like a movie, you want to know what happends next, and how it will end…

There is an old saying that goes ‘Start by plucking a hair, end by killing a man’. It is also said, ‘Two hands must meet to make a sound’. The atrocities that happened here weren’t...

Potkraj Drugoga svjetskog rata izvukli su me iz škole i, kao šesnaestogodišnjaka, gurnuli u vojsku. Nakon kratke vojničke izobrazbe u würzburškim kasarnama došao sam na frontu koja se u to vrijeme već bila pomakla preko...

Maybe eventually winter will finish our job for us and end the world in ice instead of blood.

If you want to call it that. But it is a very specific sort of magic. There’s a magic you take from death. Something leaves the world, something else comes into it.

Neighbours complaining about someone’s dog making an awful racket. You could hardly blame the poor beast, its owner had died in her bed at least a fortnight before and there hadn’t been much left of...

Political prisoners describe:- extreme physical and emotional torture- distortion of language, truth, meaning and reality- sham killings- begin repeatedly taken to the point of death or threatened with death- being forced to witness abusive acts...

Yes, Max, you are going to die. Just like everybody else.Thank you, Confucious.

Fear envelops bones like new skin,envelops blood with night’s skin,the earth moves beneath the soles of the feet -it is not your hair but the terror in your head,like long hair made of vertical nails,and...

Dead. Never been that before. Not even once.

You are not dead, until every person who knew you is dead as well.” Where did I hear that? It doesn’t matter. There is a village in my head.

There is no such thing as inner peace. There is only nervousness and death.

Life versus death becomes, as Montaigne pointed out, old age versus death.

He had entered another imaginative world, one connected to the beginning of his life as a writer, to the Napoleonic world that had been a lifelong metaphor for the power of art, for the empire...

Maybe one did have to be smart in order to kill.

The amazing miracle of death, when one second you’re walking and talking, and the next second you’re an object.

Even death has a heart.

I wish it need not have happened in my time,” said Frodo.”So do I,” said Gandalf, “and so do all who live to see such times. But that is not for them to decide. All...