Sometimes he wondered if he did these things just to test himself. To see if the feelings had gone. But they had not. When he saw her, he wanted to be with her; when he...

One of my biggest fears is that I’m going to die alone in my home, and my cats will eat me because I am too dead to open their food cans.

He sensed Death with a depth and clarity of which only small children or great philosophers are capable, philosophers who are themselves almost childlike in the power and simplicity of their thinking.

No matter what, I want to continue living with the awareness that I will die. Without that, I am not alive.

I know the moment you died,Jesus’ face was smiling on you,Welcoming you into His glorious city of gold. I know you are enjoying the incredible light and peace of His presence right now

Nostalgia has a way of blocking the reality of the past.

Then I looked at myself in the mirror. I was proud of myself, of my entire life, of everything I have done. It was the BEST feeling… I didn’t want to leave that place. I...

Can death be sleep, when life is but a dream, And scenes of bliss pass as a phantom by?—“On death

It is life that fights and struggles and rages; life, that tears at you in its last agonizing throes to hold on, even if but for one futile instant longer… Whereas I, I come softly...

there is a place in the heart thatwill never be filleda spaceand even during thebest momentsandthe greatest timestimeswe will know itwe will know itmore thaneverthere is a place in the heart thatwill never be filledandwe...

Another thing we can learn to do is to be more grateful for every day we have with our children. None of us ever knows how long we have on Earth, so it is imperative...

In the night of death, hope sees a star, and listening love can hear the rustle of a wing.

the price of creationis nevertoo high.the price of livingwith other peoplealwaysis.

Only those who will love longer than they expected to can truly love pecan pie, which doesn’t explain its status as death rows most requested last dessert, or why chopped pecans, corn syrup, directions from...

The fear of losing someone you love can turn people inside out.

sometimes it’s hard to knowwhat todo.

I kept thinking how they were all names of dead people, and how names are basically the only thing dead people keep.

YOU FEAR TO DIE?”It’s not that I don’t want… I mean, I’ve always…it’s just that life is a habit that’s hard to break…

You always have something left to lose. Until, of course, you die.

What’s the point of keeping in touch with the girl you’re crazy about, when you’re dying?

There was no safety. There was no pride. All there was, was money. Everything became money, and money became everything. Money treated us as if we were things, and we died.

It was nice to kill time. But the time buries us before… (On a beau tuer le temps, – Il nous enterre avant)

We don’t know why God chose to deliver Peter from death and James through death. The text doesn’t say.

There is a very, narrow, thinness of line between the living and the dead; actually, it’s just a lack of a heartbeat away.

Love is a wound,” the assassin said. ” Neither life nor death.

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...

Nothing can dwindle to nothing, as Nature restores one thing from the stuff of another, nor does she allow a birth, without a corresponding death.

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.

Rosencrantz: We might as well be dead. Do you think death could possibly be a boat?Guildenstern: No, no, no… Death is…not. Death isn’t. You take my meaning. Death is the ultimate negative. Not-being. You can’t...

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...