Death is never an excuse to stop living.

Isn’t life,’ she stammered, ‘isn’t life–‘ But what life was she couldn’t explain. No matter. He quite understood.’Isn’t it, darling?’ said Laurie.

After my mom died she ate my father up completely. She would have hated it. Every minute of his life since then has been marked by her absence, every action has lacked dimension because she...

Desire is half of life; indifference is half of death.

Well, then he would be at war with the government, and death was an unfortunate side effect of any revolution. Change always had a price tag. But once he took over, the people would realize...

DON’T DIE FOR ANYONE!!! You should rather live to love someone than die to prove it.

When his brain died, all of the memoriesheld in his gray matter, along with all of the knowledge he had acquired, would simply evaporatein a flood of chemical reactions.

The day after Paul Newman was dead, he was twice as dead.

I have not been able to discover whether there exists a precise French equivalent for the common Anglo-American expression ‘killing time.’ It’s a very crass and breezy expression, when you ponder it for a moment,...

Clearly God was in some kind of mood on my birthday.

I can’t hope to convey the full effect of the embraces and avowals, but I can perhaps offer a crumb of counsel. If there is anybody known to you who might benefit from a letter...

The main thing is to stand up to the light, to joy (like our child) in the knowledge that I shall be extinguished in the light over gorse, asphalt, and sea, to stand up to...

Even corpses had purpose, or could be given one. A man could make himself an island his entire life, only to have reason itself laid about him, a fabricated existence. Identity became relative, history nonexistent....

Death is another bar which lies several steps below the normal world. I’m at its threshold, but not yet in it. Its doorway is doorless.

The body is transmuted into other forms, worms batten on it, it helps to feed the grass, and some animal consumes the grass. But as for the survival of the individual spirit of a man,...

I’ll fall.”You wont fall.”I’ll fall. I’ll fall and I’ll die.’As I said it, I could see it happening. The foot stepping on air, pulling the rest of my body with it, tree limbs breaking as...

If poetry could truly tell it backwards, then it would.

She was lost now, she’d been silenced- another dead branch on Cordova’s warped tree.

He cries. ‘Please! I don’t want to die.’I lean over. My hair smothers him.’Then you should never have been born,’ I say.

The love of fear and death is the beginning of wisdom.

What I must do is die now. I must accept the justice of death and the injustice of life. I have lived a good life – longer than many, better than most. Tony died when...

I say the same thing about the death of James Wait. “Oh, well — he wasn’t going to write the Beethoven’s Ninth Symphony anyway.

Ich werde stehen und warten.Ich werde müde werden.Ich werde nicht einschlafen.Ich werde sterben.

But she wasn’t around, and that’s the thing when your parents die, you feel like instead of going in to every fight with backup, you are going into every fight alone.

The saddest thing about death, whether it’s our own or someone we care for, is when the world doesn’t stop when we do.

Death is alive, they whispered. Death lives inside life, as bones dance within the body. Yesterday is within today. Yesterday never dies.

Why, then, should we ever sink overwhelmed with distress, when life is so soon over, and death is so certain an entrance to happiness – to glory?

They sat quietly together for a few minutes, Joe holding Fiona’s hand, Fiona sniffling. No flowery words, no platitudes passed between them. Joe would have done anything to ease her suffering, but he knew nothing...

But you’re dead,’ said Harry.’Oh, yes,’ said Dumbledore matter-of-factly.’Then… am I dead too?”Ah,’ said Dumbledore, smiling still more broadly. ‘That is the question, isn’t it? On the whole, dear boy, I think not.

…why can’t I stop all the moving and look out over the vast arrangements and find by the contours and colors and qualities of light where my father is, not to solve anything but just...

Things to do, places to be, people to kill.

Quit living as if the purpose of life is to arrive safely at death.

But where are you going to, Helen? Can you see? Do you know?-I believe; I have faith: I am going to God.-Where is God? What is God?-My maker and yours, who will never destroy what...

As I sat on the porch on that December day . . . I leaned my head against the rail and sighed deeply. The way I figured it just then, my summer may have been...

I stood beside the U-Haul, and I just watched her. I stared at her while she looked on with the saddest look in her eyes. I wanted to know what she was thinking about, what...

I asked him if it were a mirage, and he said yes. I said it was a dream, and he agreed, But said it was the desert’s dream not his. And he told me that...

Keisuke: “It’s alright for you to kill someone?”Akira: “As long as they have tags. According to the rules, if there’s three people present, it’s an official battle. I’m not sure how you’re supposed to start...

Mankind, in all his lusts, punishes himself. The gods have to do very little.

The serious writer was aware of a paradox at the heart of his art: his inner world, the place of the strongest stories, was infinite, but it was also embedded in – if this was...

Life & Deathenergy & Peaceif I stoped todayit was funEven the terrible pains that have burn me & scarred my soul it was worth it for having been allowed to walked where I’ve walked. Which...

Enough!” ter Borcht said.

Seconds turn into minutes and minutes into hours. It is all still the same. Or it no longer is. If I were to ask what has changed, perhaps nothing, but conceivably everything would be the...

To be alive, it seemed to me, as I stood there in all kinds of sorrow, was to be both original and reflection, and to be dead was to be split off, to be reflection...

Though his death would not fill me with any sense of sadness, I would probably feel the loss. Even enemies are part of one.

No mark survives this place: you too will yieldto unmemory.

the first quality of an honest man is contempt for religion, which would have us afraid of the most natural thing in the world, which is death; and would have us hate the one beautiful...

When the dead do walk seek water’s run,for this the Dead will always shun. Swift river’s best or broadest laketo ward the dead and have and make.If water fails thee, fire’s thy friend, if neither...

Being in grief, it turns out, is not unlike being in love.In both states, the imagination’s entirely occupied with one person. The beloved dwells at the heart of the world, and becomes a Rome: the...

Después hizo algo mágico: levantó las piernas y los pies de Sethe y los masajeó hasta que lloró lágrimas saladas. -Ahora te dolerá -dijo Amy-. Siempre que lo muerto vuelve a la vida, duele.

Boy, the DMV has got to be the strangest dating agency. But I suppose love is worth the wait. If I don’t meet a woman here, there’s this new club called The Morgue I want...