A misbegotten hatchling of consciousness, a birth defect of our species, imagination is often revered as a sign of vigor in our make-up. But it is really just a psychic overcompensation for our impotence as...

In fact living is dying.

Death is a dark flower, its perfume heady and dangerous as it pulls you into its bosom.

To enter into the realm of contemplation, one must in a certain sense die: but this death is in fact the entrance into a higher life. It is a death for the sake of life,...

How quickly he fell; how soon it was over.

The hour of departure has arrived and we go our ways; I to die, and you to live. Which is better? Only God knows.

If words had weight, a single sentence from Death would have anchored a ship.

Karsky: I met your father last week. Are you still interested in hearing how he is doing?Hugo: No.Karsky: It is very probable that you will be responsible for his death.Hugo: It is virtually certain that...

The end is everything.

I should have known he’d be trouble as soon as he walked into my workshop, but I couldn’t have known he’d be the death of me.

We live and we die, but we are made of sterner stuff. The carbon atoms in our fingernails, the calcium in our bones, the iron atoms in our blood — all the countless trillions of...

Here is one of the worst things about having someone you love die: It happens again every single morning.

Susan stared at him.The blue glow in Death’s eyes gradually faded, and as the light died it sucked at her gaze so that it was dragged into the eye sockets and into the darkness beyond……which...

If I die, I will wait for you, do you understand? No matter how long. I will watch from beyond to make sure you live every year you have to its fullest, and then we’ll...

> Why does everything that lives have to die?< So life would be precious, Asher. Something that is yours forever, is never precious.

Dulce Et Decorum EstBent double, like old beggars under sacks, Knock-kneed, coughing like hags, we cursed through sludge, Till on the haunting flares we turned our backs And towards our distant rest began to trudge....

Tell me what it is like to die,” I answered. He dismounted from his horse, looking at me strangely the whole while. “You experience something similar every day,” he said softly. “It is as familiar...

One dies the way he lives.

We know death; it’s life we don’t know.

After I leave the earth my work is anyway going to belong to the world for centuries but till that time I want to work freely.

Wars are indeed fought by children, by young people who have little to say in where they are sent to die.

Now hollow fires burn out to black,And lights are fluttering low:Square your shoulders, lift your packAnd leave your friends and go.O never fear, lads, naught’s to dread,Look not left nor right: In all the endless...

no one is as they seem, and most of life, apart from honest betrayal, is lies and deceit. And the day we discover we are no different is the day we no longer want to...

One Must Always Remember That Birth, Old Age, Disease And Death Comes At Any Moment In Regardless Of Whom We Are Or What We Have In Forms Of Material Possession.

We are formed by dust, when life ends, we shall we return as dust to the ground.

Death changes us, the living. In the presence of death, we become more aware of life…. It can inspire us to decide what really matters in life–and then to seek it. (Founder of M.A.D.D.)

All is as if the world did cease to exist. The city’s monuments go unseen, its past unheard, and its culture slowly fading in the dismal sea.

Cancer doesn’t give a shit how much you want to live. If it wants to kill you, it will.

God forgive me everything!’ she said, feeling the impossibility of struggling…

Many people die at twenty five and aren’t buried until they are seventy five.

It is a horrible, terrible thing, the worst thing, to watch somebody you love die right in front of you and not be able to do nothing about it.

I’m just happy to have experienced life; to have had a beautiful son and to have loved.

Only the dead, can speak about their world.

When Death laughs, no one else does

He danced with the sky instead, and the sky dropped him like a rotten plum.

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You smell so good,””No, I don’t, I smell like death.””You’re crazy, you’re not dead. You do not smell like death.””I was dead a long time.””And now you’re not. Hence the alive smell.

Please not yet. Those are the three eternal words. Please not yet.

Human says time goes by -Time says human goes by

What is here is also there; what is there, is also here. Who sees multiplicity but not the one indivisible Self must wander on and on from death to death.

She herself is a haunted house. She does not possess herself; her ancestors sometimes come and peer out of the windows of her eyes and that is very frightening. She has the mysterious solitude of...

Time keeps ticking away, unaware of the suffering each second generates. Time doesn’t care, because if it did, it would’ve reversed.

One day, while life is being incredible and interesting, I’m going to die.

She got on a plane to see a client in California and somewhere over Colorado, the pilot somehow missed the sky.

Men die. It’s practically what they’re for.

Certainly there is life and there is death, but even in death, if we look closely enough, we will find grace.

You can’t tell that the coffin holds the body of a boy.He wasn’t even sixteen but his coffin’s the same size as a man’s would be.It’s not just that he was young, but because it...

Cory wondered if maybe some people were better off dead. When you’re dead you don’t have to face the horrors of life, whether it’s striving to be the best, dealing with something bad you or...

We are medium-sized mammals who only prosper because we’ve developed a half-arsed ability to terraform the less suitable bits of the planet we evolved on, and we’re conscious of our inevitable decay and death, and...