Promise?”I promise.

You never realised you appreciate a person until the day they’re were gone, permanently

Sometimes the dying live more fiercely and wisely than the rest of us. (146)

Stuffed deer heads on walls are bad enough, but it’s worse when you see them wearing dark glasses, having streamers around their necks and a hat on their antlers. Because then you know they were...

For Death is the meaning of night;The eternal shadowInto which all lives must fall, All hopes expire.

Death, I had discovered long ago, was available in varying flavors, and none of them particularly palatable.

Lovers die inward that their flames conceal.

If life was a dream, then dying must be the moment when you woke up. It was so simple it must be true. You died, the dream was over, you woke up. That’s what people...

The state of mind above which my distraction floats like fog is suddenly perfectly clear, though the right word for it is less immediately available. Grief is too sharp and immediate; maybe it’s the high...

Iar gclos báis Mháirei dtuairim cháich má fágbhadh m’ainnir faoi fhód,níor bhuadhaigh bás ar Mháire im mheabhair-se fós.

I think in life there is only one absolute truth. Death… It’s the only definitive horizon, sometime it leaps, runs across mountains and vanishes beyond oceans but the closer you get, the more you see...

After breakfast I spent an hour cleaning my revolver and trying my skill at a target. Jane shook her head, probably thinking that bullets were vain against demonic powers. But Perdita was hugely delighted with...

With that, I took a deep breath and leapt; spreading my arms, pretending I could fly . . .

The ancients said that for persons who cultivated body and mind, and who are virtuous and honorable, death is an experience of liberation, a long-awaited rest from a lifetime of labors. Death helps the unscrupulous...

I always carry around a spade, because I never know when I’ll have to dig my own grave—slowly. Give me coffee or give me death. Or sleep.

Death is known only through dying and truth is known only through diving deep within oneself.

People are fragile. They die of mistakes, of overdoses, of sickness. But mostly they die of Death.

He may even find it as amusant as I do, and we will be sharing a belly laugh tomorrow.

(visions) of strange cities, of sandy plains, of gigantic ruins, of midnight skies with strange bright constellations, of mountain-passes, of grassy nooks flecked with the afternoon sunshine through the boughs: I was in the midst...

I’m not afraid of being dead. I’m just afraid of what you might have to go through to get there.

Man (and woman) has an infinite capacity for self-development. Equally, he has an infinite capacity for self-destruction. A human being may be clinically alive and yet, despite all appearances, spiritually dead.

I had to hope there was more to life than death. More to living than not dying.

And where there are shadows, there is light, Liebchen.

I am afraid because I can so clearly foresee my own life rotting away of itself, like a leaf that rots without falling, while I pursue my round of existence from day to day.

To be a Sufi is to detach from fixed ideas and from preconceptions; and not to try to avoid what is your lot.

The body’s ills are the least of ills, for they end only in death, which is but a little thing. But if the spirit dies, then all is lost.

What was I was dying for? The sins of the past? The wrongs of the present? Did it even matter?

My best day ever. Got up. Had breakfast. Came to school. Bored, as usual. Wishing I wasn’t there, like usual. Kids ignoring me, suits me fine. Sitting with the other retards—we’re so special. Wasting my...

I saw an old guy sleeping, and I thought he was dead. But I kept checking his pockets for money, because it seemed like the right thing to do.

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,...