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.

It’s not unreal to me yet, though it might get that way soon. It still feels very real. And not even horrible — the dead are just the dead. I am convinced that the living...

My funeral,” the Blue Man said. “Look at the mourners. Some did not even know me well, yet they came. Why? Did you ever wonder? Why people gather when others die? Why people feel they...

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...

Draco, do it, or stand aside so one of us -” screeched the woman, but at that precise moment the door to the ramparts burst open once more and there stood Snape, his wand clutched...

No one here gets out alive.

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

Contrary to what you may assume, I am not a pessimist but an indifferentist- that is, I don’t make the mistake of thinking that the… cosmos… gives a damn one way or the other about...

He’s waiting for yu, young queen.’Shocked, I stared at Seoras. ‘Heath?’The Warrior’s look was wise and understanding – his voice gentle. ‘Aye, yur Heath probably does await you somewhere in the future, but it is...

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...

I’ve always been super aware that we could all die at any moment. This ceiling could fall. I could trip and land on this pen I’m holding. I could choke on my cold pasta lunch....

As for Gussie Finknottle, many an experienced undertaker would have been deceived by his appearance and started embalming on sight.

Death whispers your name to me.

Is this muteness a real physical handicap? One of the many symptoms of being Dead?Or do we just have nothing left to say?

The real problem with stories – if you keep them going long enough, they always end in death.

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...

Mis más trágicos recuerdos se levantaron en furioso oleaje. Creía que después de pasar por la experiencia de perderte ya nada podía afectarme demasiado, pero la mínima posibilidad de que algo semejante le ocurriera al...

En su habitación del hotel la muerte, desnuda, está delante del espejo. No sabe quién es.

Sweets to the sweet.

If anyone can overcome a fear for the ocean, you can, little lady. Courage is being scared to death and saddlin’ up anyway.

You must stay away from the one who brings nothing but heartache and death. Do you hear me? He brings nothing but death. Always has.

La vida es mi tortura y la muerte será mi descanso.

Kate lost a mother,” I said, “but I lost a nothing.”Kate doesn’t feel that way,” Jack assured me.But what about everybody else besides Kate? How can I ever explain to anyone what she was when...

Like young fern shootsmy child’s fingers curled.I did not expect,in the fifth month, frost.

Tis torture, and not mercy. Heaven is here Where Juliet lives, and every cat and dog And little mouse, every unworthy thing, Live here in heaven and may look on her, But Romeo may not.

The scene is most beautiful without people in it. People just screw things up. Forget the whole thing, the world, all the living people, I tell myself, and it has a ring of truth to...

Death is not in the nature of things; it is the nature of things. But what dies is the form. The matter is immortal.

Where ego comes in, loving kindness departs. So wherever there is ego, there is very little space for true bliss and true happiness because true bliss and true happiness isn’t exclusive to the attachments the...

Whenever Richard Cory went down town,We people on the pavement looked at him:He was a gentleman from sole to crown,Clean favored, imperially slim.And he was always quietly arrayed,And he was always human when he talked;But...

Man,” he said, “I’m not afraid of graveyards. The dead are just, you know, people who wanted the same things you and I want.””What do we want?” I asked blurrily.”Aw, man, you know,” he said....

In Egypt: Under no conditions, under threat of death could anyone kill a cat. People were exceuted for even killing a cat accidentally. And when a cat died, the whole family, and probably their closest...

There are Atheists in foxholesAtheists in hurricanesThere are Atheists in all the rolesDenied by your refrainsAtheists are your fellow citizensPeople who love and laugh and cryAtheists are your relatives and friendsDon’t insult them with a...

Before the next minute had passed, they had all fallen to the ground. Just like that. As though someone had reached inside and turned off a switch.”What happened?” Matt asked, gasping.I went from one person...

[My grandfather] returned to what he called ‘studying.’ He sat looking down at his lap, his left hand idle on the chair arm, his right scratching his head, his white hair gleaming in the lamplight....

I don’t think that science and the paranormal have to be at war; in fact, it’s crucial that they work together. It seems naïve to believe that the world is exactly as it seems.

There was a man whose only son died of a sudden illness. He did not mourn for his son, nor was he sad about it. His friends were curious about his behavior, so they asked...

Without death Death is dead

My Son, Only Tax and Death are for sure.

Could she smell my breath? Could she hear my cursed circular heart beat revolving like the crime it is in my deathly chest?

It is love, not reason, that is stronger than death.

Birthday presents come in boxes, like coffins, filled with dead gratitude.

La gente de las Tierras Fértiles no podía mantener los ojos puestos en esa muerte; y menos que nadie, los guerreros del sur de Los Confines. Un guerrero mataba a un guerrero y la honra...

A man without trust might as well be dead.

Of course I want to kill you,” said Skulduggery. “I want to kill most people. But then where would I be? In a field of dead people with no one to talk to.

I’ll never be ready. Yet at the same time, you always want to reach the end. You can’t fly to a destination and linger in the air. I want to reach the end of this...

Do you know how wizards like to be buried? Yes! Well, how? Granny Weatherwax paused at the bottom of the stairs. Reluctantly.

Being Tranquil didn’t sound so bad to him. He’d been terrified of being swallowed up by the darkness for so long it seemed like it would be a relief to get it over with. You...

Only the deceased could hear this quietness, he thought; no wonder they were tossing and turning in their graves seven feet under the ground – they cannot take it, they want out.

The most detestable wickedness, the most horrid cruelties, and the greatest miseries, that have afflicted the human race have had their origin in this thing called revelation, or revealed religion. It has been the most...

When I read obituaries I always note the age of the deceased. Automatically I relate this figure to my own age. Four years to go, I think. Nine more years. Two years and I’m dead....