Legend has it that while drinking wine in a boat on the river, [8th century Chinese poet Li Po] tried to grab the moon’s reflection on the surface and tumbled in, which is probably the...

The hypocritical and the greedy are struck down; the Messenger of Death punishes them with his club. O camel-like mind, you are my breath of life; rid yourself of the pollution of hypocrisy and doubt.

All are dead, and ourselves left alone amidst a new generation whom we know not, and who know us not.

She felt a little better about Leonard out here in the country. It was just being close to nature, she supposed. In the country you felt as you never could in town the return of...

Death is not the merciless that he is made out to be; he is the friend and companion, the teacher, the kindly kinsman, who takes you into his fold and clothes you with the halo...

Everyone owes nature a death.

killing”—and when one knows that death isn’t the end, does it stop the killing hand for fear of retribution, or does it simply make it easier to kill, because, if life continues, how can murder...

En África, cuando un anciano muere, una biblioteca arde, toda una biblioteca desaparece, sin necesidad de que las llamas acaben con el papel

And that, my friends, is how a revolution dies.

Everyone is terrified of death, as we spend our whole lives avoiding it.

I think the bravest people are not the ones brave enough to die. But the ones brave enough to live.And living is different with surviving.

‘And what would humans be without love?’ Rare, said Death.

When I die, I want to be remembered for what I did, not what I could’ve done

The breeze around them seemed to drop – dead – like a door to the best things had just closed.

A little smoke lost in the air, that was the life of a man.

Life is too fleet for onomatopoeia.

Surgeons are a singular brotherhood, Adam. To us, people aren’t sacred beings crafted in the Almighty’s image, no, people are joints of meat; diseased, leathery meat, yes, but meat ready for the skewer & the...

Sometimes I can feel my darkness, like a fragment of nerves inside of me somewhere, sparking my hate. I picture it moving throughout my body, the other cells letting it pass by, yielding to its...

Fear not the phantom of death, My Countrymen, for his greatnessAnd mercy will refuse to approachYour smallness; and dread not the Dagger, for it will decline to beLodged in your shallow hearts.

[Death] is a safety-device because, once Man has fallen, natural immortality would be the one utterly hopeless destiny for him.

There’s no way to really preserve a person when they’ve gone and that’s because whatever you write down it’s not the truth; it’s just a story. Stories are all we’re ever left with in our...

Saving YouThe darkness takes him over, the sickness pulls him in; his eyes—a blown out candle, I wish to go with him.Sometimes I see a flicker— a light that shone from them; I hold him...

Andy had been a good friend, and a good human being. Someone who was loyal, and upbeat, and funny. You think if you’re not in touch with someone, everything is probably okay with them. Life...

Birth and death were easy. It was life that was hard.

She collapsed at the bottom of the trail, at the edge of the ghost town. Dekka sat on Edilio and pressed down on the wound. The force of the blood was weaker now. She could...

I wasn’t writing home. I wasn’t writing a death letter, either. I was writing a death journal, a piece of fiction meant for my family and my fiancee, Sara.

… was the great and general renunciation which old age makes in preparation for death, the chrysalis stage of life, which may be observed wherever life has been unduly prolonged; even in old lovers who...

Death comes to me again, a girlin a cotton slip, barefoot, giggling.It’s not so terrible she tells me,not like you think, all darknessand silence. There are windchimesand the smell of lemons, some daysit rains, but...

To die trying would be better than to die without purpose.

Azel was an aficionado in killing and in chocolate cake.

Suffering is part of life,’ she said. ‘All the parts of life are jumbled up together; you can’t separate out just the one thing.’ She parred his hand again, kindly. ‘I could let you kill...

Death is my exit strategy. I’ll be doing significant customer service only as long as I live.

Things change after you die, though, I guess because dying is the loneliest thing you can do.

Life cannot be just a linear line to death.

I die in sleep, and sleep is death and death is unknown, and unknown is God.

I am in love, and the river is beginning to ice over. I’d better go drown myself before I freeze to death.

Dying is only one thing to be sad over. Living unhappily is something else.

We are but phantoms, and the phantoms of phantoms, desires like cloud-shadows and wills of straw that eddy in the wind; the days pass, use and wont carry us through as a train carries the...

Mine is a gruesome job, but for a scientist with a love for the mechanics of the human body, a great one.

God surely did not create us, and cause us to live, with the sole end of wishing always to die. I believe, in my heart, we were intended to prize life and enjoy it, so...

When you commit a crime to upgrade yourself, your sin becomes a blessing, but your blessing kills you before your time.

He felt his heart pounding fiercely in his chest. How strange that in his dread of death, it pumped all the harder, valiantly keeping him alive. But it would have to stop, and soon. Its...

At times I believed that the last page of my book and the last page of my life were one and the same, that when my book ended I’d end, a great wind would sweep...

We’re always one breath away from something, living or dying, sometimes it just can’t be helped.

Death smiles at us all; all we can do is smile back.

No – no – no!” someone was shouting. “No! Fred! No!”And Percy was shaking his brother, and Ron was kneeling beside them, and Fred’s eyes stared without seeing, the ghost of his last laugh still...

There is a very popular opinion that choosing life is inherently superior to choosing death. This belief that life isinherently preferable to death is one of the most widespread superstitions. This bias constitutes one of...

Why should I fear death? If I am, death is not. If death is, I am not. Why should I fear that which can only exist when I do not?

So,” he asked. “How’s death?””Hard,” she said. “It just keeps going.

To lose someone after you’ve loved them was tougher than losing them when you’ve never even met them.