This very pride in keeping his word was that he was keeping it to miscreants. It was his last triumph over these lunatics to go down into their dark room and die for something that...

And we wept that one so lovely should have a life so brief;

Say anything you want against The Seventh Seal. My fear of death — this infantile fixation of mine — was, at that moment, overwhelming. I felt myself in contact with death day and night, and...

Who said, ‘All Time’s delightHath she for narrow bed;Life’s troubled bubble broken’? —That’s what I said.

I guess sometimes the truth just isn’t worth believing… Personally, I’ve always felt that life’s too short for truth. I’m just here to be entertained.

You haven’t lived a full life until you have been in a very tough situation when you thought you were going to die. War does that to you.

Susannah continued. “If and when I go off slow dancing in the ever after, I don’t want to look like I’ve been stuck in a hospital room my whole life. I at least want to...

Stay inside your head long enough and you may get trapped there.

The ferocity of Santiago Nasar’s fate, which had collected twenty years of happiness from him not only with his death but also with the dismemberment of his body and its dispersion and extermination.

Holy Dying”, extract from chapter IV.I (The Practice of Patience) para 5.

You’ve never seen death? Look in the mirror every day and you will see it like bees working in a glass hive.

Death Laughs In The Faces Of Clocks

Look, look,’ cried the count, seizing the young man’s hands – “look, for on my soul it is curious. Here is a man who had resigned himself to his fate, who was going to the...

Sometimes it seems that to exit this world, they must go through my heart, leaving me scarred and sore.

To die famous is the goal of the immortal. To die young is the goal of the healthy. To die memorably is the goal of the survivor.

Final DispositionOthers divided closets full of mother’s things.From the earth, I took her poppies.I wanted those fandango foldsof red and black chiffon she doted on,loving the wild and Moorish music of them,coating her tongue with...

Find answers in your weakness and surprise in your strength and always remember the golden rule every failure has HOPES

Augustus Waters was a self-aggrandizing bastard. But we forgive him. We forgive him not because he had a heart as figuratively good as his literal one sucked, or because he knew more about how to...

You must teach the child of the signs that come to the women of our family when there is trouble and death to be.

and I told myself — as I’ve told myself before — that the body shuts down then the pain gets too bad, that consciousness is temporary, that this will pass. But just like always, I...

Life was a bloody battlefield until I conquered the enemy and won the war. Now, life is a journey, and I am a warrior. Prepared for anything and weakened by nothing. There are hills and...

Oblige me by taking away that knife. I can’t look at the point of it. It reminds me of Roman history.

I kiss her ghost, and sleep with the dust on her photograph, next to my bedside.

A fool without fear is sometimes wiser than an angel with fear.

The mint from your breath, the milk from your breast, the best of your mind, now in its worst state of condition. From the womb to the tomb, as a mild flower, you break your...

Life is the only thing which can never be replaced when lost.

Considérez dans son martyre spirituel cet être qui gît les yeux clos, disloqué comme la victime d’un accident brutal qui ne nécessite plus ni attention ni secours. Dénombrez les coups de couteau de la hideuse...

I think of death only with tranquility, as an end. I refuse to let death hamper life. Death must enter life only to define it.

If I knew I was going to die tomorrow,And Spring came the day after tomorrow,I would die peacefully, because it came the day after tomorrow.If that’s its time, when else should it come?I like it...

I think people believe in heaven because they don’t like the idea of dying, because they want to carry on living and they don’t like the idea that other people will move into their house...

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The world was not to be trusted. Loved persons were always stolen. Dreams always squashed. That was life as she understood it.

It’s astonishing how important a man becomes when he dies.

When he said to give him the sword, I don’t think he meant for you to stick it in his guts.

Those who know who one should die knew how one should live.

One death apiece is plenty.

Nothing is ever truly gone… Not for me, nor for any human being. We can only go forward, unless we are guests in some enchantment that is not is ours. We are condemned to an...

Was. What does was actually mean? The verb to be. Past tense of is. Does it mean that someone is no longer being?

You would have to consider yourself lucky if you ever see your father again. Even if it is while he watches me take your life.” He snarled, allowing a haughty smirk creep across his face.

Because who can describe the look that triggers the memory of loved ones? Who can anticipate the frown, the smile, or the misplaced lock of hair that sends a swift, undeniable signal from the past?...

In times of war, skepticism can be just cause for execution.

Life is but a passing shadow.

I’ve seen and swam and climbed and lived and driven and filmed. Should it all end tomorrow, I can definitely say there would be no regrets. I am very lucky, and I know it. I...

…what happens when you returnand find nothingbut a hollowed shell,shingles and floor,walls and echoesand the light that lead you herehas now burned outand the ones who built ithave traveled afarand you cant go to them,no...

I’m not talking to you.

When a man sees a dying animal, horror comes over him: that which he himself is, his essence, is obviously being annihilated before his eyes–is ceasing to be. But when the dying one is a...

You ask ‘Are you a man or a demon?’ Neither, I say. I have woken up, and the rest of you are sleeping, and that is the only difference between us.

Death, he felt, was only a kind of warning rather than a desperate and permanent end.

girlsplease give yourbodies and yourlivestothe young menwhodeserve thembesidesthere isno wayI would welcometheintolerabledullsenseless hellyou would bringmeandI wish youluckin bedandoutbut notinminethankyou.

Heartbreak , death and loss were shared between us, but renewal, commitment and strength as well.