She died that night. Her last breath took her soul, I saw it in my dream. I saw her soul leave her body as she exhaled, and then she had no more needs, no more...

Let children walk with Nature, let them see the beautiful blendings and communions of death and life, their joyous inseparable unity, as taught in woods and meadows, plains and mountains and streams of our blessed...

Eins var algengt hjá okkur ef spurt var um líðan einhvers manns: iss hann er feitur; en það þýddi að honum liði vel, eða einsog sagt mundi vera í Danmörku, að hann væri hamingjusamur. Ef...

The first time I died, I didn’t see God. No light at the end of the tunnel. No haloed angels. No dead grandparents. To be fair, I probably wasn’t a solid shoo-in for Heaven. But,...

The precious gift of life must be preserved no matter now painful and pointless it seemed. Peace, I told them, is a gift so perfect that only God should grant it. I told people, only...

***HERE IS A SMALL FACT*** You are going to die.

As Luxenberg’s work has only recently been published we must await its scholarly assessment before we can pass any judgements. But if his analysis is correct then suicide bombers, or rather prospective martyrs, would do...

I know who you are and I am ready. Not that I want to go, of course, but I will come.” Those souls are always light because more of them have been put out.

Death cannot stop true love. That’s why it’s pointless for me to try to murder all my adoring female fans.

Our society has tried to make death invisible, thinking that if we ignore it long enough it will go away. Often we as family and loved ones are so afraid of death that even mentioning...

Would you guys choose to walk away from possibly the most incredible encounter of your lifetime just because you had to let it go sooner then you wanted? Just because you knew that it would...

A useless life is an early death.

I want to look at you as you kill me.

Charms

He couldn’t count them all. Nobody taught him how to count past ten. Such losses were beyond his comprehension.

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

And when the hourglass has run out, the hourglass of temporality, when the noise of secular life has grown silent and its restless or ineffectual activism has come to an end, when everything around you...

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.

A ‘civilization’ that makes such a ridiculous fuss about alleged ‘war crimes’ – acts of violence against the actual or potential enemies of one’s cause – and tolerates slaughterhouses and vivisection laboratories, and circuses and...

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...

And what after all, is death?? ‘Tis but a cessation from mortal life; ’tis but the finishing of an appointed course; the refreshing inn after a fatiguing journey; the end of a life of cares...

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.

Yes — or rather, it’s not so much that I want to die as that I’m tired of living.

If I could die saving two lives, I would, provided each of those two people were the kind of people who would die to save two more like them.

The light at the end of the tunnel is just the light of an oncoming train.

A flower bloomed already wilting. Beginning its life with an early ending.

Losing a child must be the second most painful thing ever. The most painful thing would be to lose the child, find him, and then watch him be murdered by his sibling, who happens to...

We rehearse for the big death through the little death of orgasm, through erotic living. Death as transfiguration

Twas something else. I had come to hate her, you see. I had come to wish her dead, and that was what held me back.

My wife died of someone trying to help her. He helped her find her way off a bridge and into a chained and locked metal trunk. Then he had the audacity to not accept a...

Wherever you feel death, feel it. Don’t escape. Death is beautiful; death is the greatest mystery, more mysterious than life. Through life you can gain the world, the futile world- meaningless, worthless. Through death you...

Don’t judge me. Ethics and morality no longer exist in our world. It’s a luxury of the past, afforded only to those who had a future.

I have an Unexplained Flying Erection. I also have a floating picture of my dead grandma. The two are unrelated. Long live the queen!

Il me dit: « Vous avez dû avoir peur. » Je réponds oui pour ne pas faire d’histoires, mais en fait je n’ai pas eu peur du tout, j’ai juste eu l’impression que j’allais crever...

when you came you cried and everybody smiled with joy; when you go smile and let the world cry for you.

Sure, I’d fake my own death. But only if I had the following items: duct tape, seven slinkies, a parachute, and a mannequin that looked like me.

Smiling, he handed Landry the bloody aluminum bat Warnick had used. ‘Time to die, old man,’ he said.

I miss you so much! And while this hole in my heart will never be filled again, I find comfort knowing that you are nestled within the loving embrace of God… and that I was...

His name was Theo.

It’s not about winning, it’s about doing what’s right. And yes, we will do what’s right.

Today, girls,’ said Miss Renshaw, ‘we shall go out into the beautiful Gardens and think about death.

Bonhoeffer thought of death as the last station on the road to freedom.

It was Mina this whole time, wasn’t it?” I give him the only thing I can: the cold, hard truth. The one that’ll rewrite every memory he has – of him and me, her and...

Facing death calmly is praiseworthy only if one faces it alone. Death together is no longer death, even for unbelievers. The source of sorrows lies not in leaving life, but in leaving that which gives...

The white man’s dead forget the country of their birth when they go to walk among the stars. Our dead never forget this beautiful earth, for it is the mother of the red man.

You strive all through your life, to get somewhere, to be something, Some One, to matter, to have this, to have that, fill up your life with possessions, bonds, connections and in the end, the...

I have seen many die, surrounded by loved ones, and their last words were ‘I love you.’ There were some who could no longer speak yet with their eyes and soft smile left behind that...