The day you are born is the day you start dying

He knows that after him everything will continue on much as before, except that there will be a minuscule absence, a barely detective gap in the so-called grand scheme, one unit fewer now. Or not...

I knelt in front of life, folded my hands and prayed for some more time; there couldn’t be any. My heart bled and so did my tearful eyes.Time, they say, flies, but I saw it...

It’s really difficult to talk about dead people, but it’s even harder to talk about dead young women. It’s because from the time they die, they’ll be young forever. On the other hand, for us,...

Let me sleep,” he said, and shut the door; it clicked in her face and she felt animal terror – this was what she feared most in life: the clicking shut of a man’s door...

That is a dream also; only he has remained asleep, while you have awakened; and who knows which of you is the most fortunate?

It is said that one of his acquaintances – an old school-friend and a painter as highly-valued and as fashionable as himself – became an idiot in less than two years as a result of...

Every day, whatever you do, you trade a day of your life for it.

Crowns and thrones are all bodies which rise and perish and leave the world as it is.

If after I die, people want to write my biography, there is nothing simpler. They only need two dates: the date of my birth and the date of my death. Between one and another, every...

Never shame your comrades by letting their death get you killed

The only principle of Success in Life :”You must be present to win.

It was an indulgence, learning last words. Other people had chocolate; I had dying declarations.

We took such care of tomorrow, but died on the way there.

A sleep of night may fix your bones but to fix your soul you need to sleep a little longer ,maybe forever❤

Take me as godfather.” The man asked, “Who art thou?” “I am Death, and I make all equal.” Then said the man, “Thou art the right one, thou takest the rich as well as the...

Every morning is my birthday and every night is my death-day.

Sometimes you have to cross the boundaries of Death in order to discover the meaning of Life.

I called Isaac, who cursed life and the universe and God Himself and who said where are the goddamned trophies to break when you need them, and then I realized there was no one else...

You learn, finally, that you’ll die, and so you try to hang on to your own life, that gentle, naive kid you used to be, but then after a while the sentiment takes over, and...

I begin to cry as my walls of my resolve break down. I don’t know how long I can hold on. The pain is horrid and I curl into myself wrestling with a wish to...

The only certainty is death.

I wish the night would end,I wish the day’d begin,I wish it would rain or snow,or the wind would blow,or the grass would grow,I wish I had yesterday,I wish there were games to play…

Death is not the end. There remains the litigation over the estate.

Auntie Phyl’s last months in the care home were extra pieces. Age is unnecessary. Some of us, like my mother, are fortunate enough to die swiftly and suddenly, in full possession of our faculties and...

Zalos: ‘The world is full of massive things in motion. Little creatures get hurt.

Consider in his spiritual martyr this being who lies with closed eyes, dislocated like the victim of a brutal accident who no longer requires care or rescue. Count the stabbing wounds of the hideous disappointment...

I have never had any difficulty falling asleep. No matter what problems I have. However terrible things are, I can sleep. It’s like killing yourself and taking the easy way out. It’s waking up that...

I have given my word that only death will take me from you.

I was afraid, sheer afraid, and wondered at myself. You see, I’ve no more pluck than any man of my inches but I’d been about a good bit. I’d seen adventure and heard other fellows...

He would never be any different and now Scarlett realize the truth and accepted it without emotion – that until he died Gerald would always be waiting for Ellen, always listening for her. Her was...

At that moment his soul is fuller of the tomb and him who lies there than of the altar and Him of whom it speaks. Such stages have to be gone through, I believe, by...

I like to imagine that, on the day after my last, my library and I will crumble together, so that even when I am no more I’ll still be with my books.

Do we reflect on life? Someday this life will be gone.

I Have Loved Hours at SeaI have loved hours at sea, gray cities,The fragile secret of a flower,Music, the making of a poemThat gave me heaven for an hour;First stars above a snowy hill,Voices of...

… we die, just as we were born, at the edge of a road not of our choosing.

Yer a good lad, Atticus, mowin’ me lawn and killin’ what Brits come around.

The death of Robert G. Ingersoll, on July 21, 1899, was one of the most widely — noted events of that year in the civilized world. It was also one of the most widely and...

Dying is also an art and just like any other art it must be learned.

When death speaks to me, it speaks only of the beauty of life.

one pain is cured by another. catch some new infection in your eye and the poison of the old one would die.

You lose a child and you do understand each other’s grief at first, but if you get out of step with each other, it’s all over. Suddenly each of you is alone.

I wish everyone would stop crying, Tom. Uncle Joe would be so angry about it.” But she’s crying herself now. “He’d be so angry at us, Tom, for crying so much when all he did...

The dusty tombs of long-dead exorcist priests lay in the alcoves below, surmounted by stone effigies, the features eroded by the passing of time and the reverent caresses of their grateful parishioners, a reminder, she...

Bo słuchajmy i zważmy u siebie,Że według bożego rozkazu:Kto za życia choć raz był w niebie,Ten po śmierci nie trafi od razu.

sometimes I wish I would just disappear into thin air, leave the pain and the misery of this cold hearted world,I wonder who would miss me if anyone would even show a little sympathy to...

The Beloved is Always There, Actively Seeking You.

But their bodies will help other plants grow.

The life you have left is a gift. Cherish it. Enjoy it now, to the fullest. Do what matters, now.

Wonder of time,’ quoth she, ‘this is my spite,That, thou being dead, the day should yet be light.’Since thou art dead, lo, here I prophesy:Sorrow on love hereafter shall attend:It shall be waited on with...