There are worse things than being robbed…” I could smell the sick old-meat stench on his breath, like he really had eaten my grandmother. “…worse things than dyin’ even. You be a good boy, Little...

El mar era Carlos Vives desde que nos escapamos tres días a una playa desierta en Cozumel. Lo miraba tratando de recuperar algo. ,Qué sería mejor? Tanto tuvimos. ,Por qué no la muerte?, me preguntaba,...

Curley’s wife lay with a half-covering of yellow hay. And the meanness and the plannings and the discontent and the ache for attention were all gone from her face. She was pretty and simple, and...

I have done it,” she says. At first I do not understand. But then I see the tomb, and the marks she has made on the stone. A C H I L L E S,...

Life is like that. Death sweeps it away. That’s what death is for. That’s why they keep telling this story. It’s the only story.

I am forever walking upon these shores,Betwixt the sand and the foam,The high tide will erase my food prints,And the wind will blow away the foam,But the sea and the shore will remain forever.

…because wherever else the future leads, it leads ultimately to death, the end that is present in my beginning and in yours.

No man is an island, entire of itself; every man is a piece of the continent, a part of the main. If a clod be washed away by the sea, Europe is the less, as...

Talk to me about the truth of religion and I’ll listen gladly. Talk to me about the duty of religion and I’ll listen submissively. But don’t come talking to me about the consolations of religion...

Music is life, without the beat in your heart you would be dead.

If you treat every situation as a life and death matter, you’ll die a lot of times.

A cow’s heaven is a flower’s idea of hell.

Those who say that I am being punished are saying that god can’t think of anything more vengeful than cancer for a heavy smoker.

When Death ComesWhen death comes like the hungry bear in autumn; when death comes and takes all the bright coins from his purse to buy me, and snaps the purse shut; when death comes like...

That is what the Slave Trade was all about. Not death from poxes and musketry and whippings and malnutrition and melancholy and suicide: death itself. For before the white men came to Guinea to strip-mine...

A dead man is the worst enemy alive, I thought. You can’t alter his power over you. You can’t alter what you love or owe. And it’s too late to ask him for his absolution....

The red was something none of them could contain.

Sometimes Death lurks after them for days, weeks, or even months, waiting for their time… Sometimes it doesn’t, and I’ve often raced that omnipresent Reaper to one portion of its work.

As for my own part I care not for death, for all men are mortal; and though I be a woman yet I have as good a courage answerable to my place as ever my...

What is a fear of living? It’s being preeminently afraid of dying. It is not doing what you came here to do, out of timidity and spinelessness. The antidote is to take full responsibility for...

But pity there was none. For all his old age, and his one arm, and his blind eyes, he must die the death and be murdered, in order to light the gay bridals and other...

Each night, when I go to sleep, I die. And the next morning, when I wake up, I am reborn.

Life would go out in a ‘fraction of a second’ (that was the phrase), but all night he had been realizing that time depends on clocks and the passage of light. There were no clocks...

Let’s go to Valhalla with the sun on our faces.

He had thrown himself away, he had lost interest in everything, and life, falling in with his feelings, had demanded nothing of him. He had lived as an outsider, an idler and onlooker, well liked...

Life isn’t fair. A fair’s a place where you eat corn dogs and ride the ferris wheel.

Does anyone else day dream about what it would be like if specific age groups just dropped dead all across the world?

I was going to die.I was going to die, right now, right here, before I even had a chance to thoroughly apologize to anyone for what I’d done…before I had a chance to forgive myself.I...

Would it hurt to die?

suicide is not just killing yourself, but the world outside

My sister Emily first declined. The details of her illness are deep-branded in my memory, but to dwell on them, either in thought or narrative, is not in my power. Never in all her life...

Camels can go many weeks without drinking anything at all. The notion that they cache water in their humps is pure myth—their humps are made of fat, and water is stored in their body tissues....

Criminals do not die by the hands of the law. They die by the hands of other men.

London was a city of ghosts, some deader than others. Thorne knew that in this respect, it wasn’t unlike any other major city – New York or Paris or Sydney – but he felt instinctively...

Nora knows better than most that nothing lasts forever. Life doesn’t, love doesn’t, hope doesn’t, so why would death, hate, or despair? Nothing is permanent. Not even the end of the world.

Call no man happy, said Shadow, until he is dead

If nothing lasts then everything has meaning. If everything dies that means we actually live.

It’s not what I’d want for at my funeral. When I die, I just want them to plant me somewhere warm. And then when the pretty women walk over my grave I would grab their...

War,” Beranabus murmurs, face crinkling. “Most humans know nothing of true warfare. They wage their silly territorial battles, kill each other ruthlessly and freely, and consider themselves experts on war and suffering. But the real...

Listen, gods die when they are forgotten. People too. But the land’s still here. The good places, and the bad. The land isn’t going anywhere. And neither am I.

Death, my son, is a good thing for all men; it is the night for this worried day that we call life. It is in the sleep of death that finds rest for eternity the...

Loss taught me. It taught me that I won’t have people around me forever. The good I need to do to someone today, I may not have the opportunity to do tomorrow.

I’m going to end up in a hole in the ground… And so are you. So are we all.

And then we ease him out of that worn-out body with a kiss, and he’s gone like a whisper, the easiest breath.

The greatest discovery is to find a hero within oneself that will choose life over death; and fight for hope through despair to possess the will to live.

I’d never understood why anyone would want to live forever. It had always seemed to me that death lent life a certain poignancy, a necessary tension.

Scarlet watched a leaf fall to the ground, lying dead amoung the other leaves on the forest floor. “A brief life seems pointless.”Tristan thought for a moment. “Isn’t that what life is, though? A brief...

To what do I owe the pleasure of your company?” he said.I placed my hands flat on the table and leaned across it. “Stay the hell away from him.””Who? Oh, you mean the guy who’s...

He would reach for me in the middle of the night, nearly every single night, wrapping one of those solid arms around my waist and pulling me in close. So. Close.

I don’t have a lot to look forward to when I finally die. I’ll either wake up a crazed vampire, who will seek out the people I love, to eat them. Or, I get to...