Perfectionism is slow death

I used to think I knew everything. I was a “smart person” who “got things done,” and because of that, the higher I climbed, the more I could look down and scoff at what seemed...

I pity you all… Most of you will die—scratch that—ALL of you.

I don’t eat friggin’ lobster or anything like that. Because they’re alive when you kill it.

It is often argued that religion is valuable because it makes men good, but even if this were true it would not be a proof that religion is true. That would be an extension of...

As long as music survives, poetry will never die.

Does it hurt?” The childish question had escaped Harry’s lips before he could stop it. “Dying? Not at all,” said Sirius. “Quicker and easier than falling asleep.

Today is yesterday’s victory, yesterday is tomorrow’s conquest, and tomorrow is today’s war. Though I face death, I am not fearsome.

When we get our spiritual house in order, we’ll be dead. This goes on. You arrive at enough certainty to be able to make your way, but it is making it in darkness. Don’t expect...

Pressing my head to his heart, I listened hard, straining to hear any gurgle or murmur of life. Hearing nothing, I felt the shock settle into my mind, slowing it down and then turning it...

I have seen beyond the bounds of infinity and drawn down daemons from the stars. . . . I have harnessed the shadows that stride from world to world to sow death and madness. ....

Death, is a beautiful conclusion to these short stories, that which we have so interestingly entitled, lives.

So death, the most terrifying of ills, is nothing to us, since so long as we exist, death is not with us; but when death comes, then we do not exist. It does not then...

After I am dead I’d rather have people ask why I have no monument than why I have one.

Often, on the brink of finding the recipe for immortality, I get distracted by the frightful presence of death.

In ten years time I’ll be… (dead) sixty.

I know that no matter how lonely I get, I’ll never be truly alone again. Our loved ones don’t leave us. They just move out of sight for a while, and wait…in the shades.

Absence is a house so vast that inside you will pass through its walls and hang pictures on the air.

Most of life is just a preparation for getting ready to be dead for a very long period of time.

[W]hat makes patriotic and religious fanatics such dangerous opponents is not the deaths of the fanatics themselves, but their willingness to accept the deaths of a fraction of their number in order to annihilate or...

Loss taught me the value of tears. Just as the rains come down to wash away debris and dust, tears unleashed can bring relief.

Fight on, brave knights! Man dies, but glory lives! Fight on; death is better than defeat! Fight on brave knights! for bright eyes behold your deeds!

In the time that we’re here today, more women and children will die violently in the Darfur region than in Iraq, Afghanistan, Palestine, Israel or Lebanon. So, after September 30, you won’t need the UN...

Jakie, is it my birthday or am I dying?” (Seeing all her children assembled at her bedside in her last illness.)

The only cure for a real hangover is death.

I know the truth, and I will tell you now: He was admired, loved, cheered, honored, respected. In life as well as in death. A great man, he is. A great man, he was. A...

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But a kingdom that has once been destroyed can never come again into being; nor can the dead ever be brought back to life.

Music is crucial. Beyond no way can I overstress this fact. Let’s say you’re southbound on the interstate, cruising alone in the middle lane, listening to AM radio. Up alongside comes a tractor trailer of...

I think…I think its always been you who was dying,”- Delaney

Sometimes dead is better

The menopause of Sarah became her menostart; this is feminine beauty! The death plot against Mordecai became his life spring; this is masculine beauty! A kind of life lived in God’s word is a life...

It was a year for the ages, like 79, like 1346, to name just a few. Forget the scythe, Goddamn it, I needed a broom or a mop. And I needed a vacation.

Your edict, King, was strong,But all your strength is weakness itself againstThe immortal unrecorded laws of God.They are not merely now: they were, and shall be,Operative for ever, beyond man utterly.I knew I must die,...

How do you give something away with the knowledge that you will get it back in three days, and then claim it to be the ‘Ultimate Sacrifice’?

Old: Give me liberty or give me death. – New: Give me liberty or give me debt.

Welcome to vampire-ville.” He chuckled.

Everyone gets killed in the shower. Don’t you go to the movies? Psycho. Dead in shower. The MExican in No country for Old Men. Dead in shower. Michelle Pfeiffer in What Lies Beneath. Almost dead...

Strange how we decorate pain.These ribbons, for instance,and the small hard teardrops of blood.Who are they for?Do we think the dead care?

Eternal love doesn’t mean till you die, its what you call eternity, it could be a few days, heck a few hours, but its worth every second

There are red splatters all over my shirt. Is that spaghetti sauce—or a murder stain? Somebody go look for my mother-in-law, and if you find her, let me know so I can move the body...

Here the children have a custom. After the celebration of evil they take those vacant heads that shone once with such anguish and glee and throw them over the bridge, watching the smash, orange, as...

I don’t know when my time on earth will be up; but I DO know that today, I am one day closer. You can bet I’m going to make this day count! Will you?

My birthday is on a holiday. I just have to wait until I die and they commemorate me.

And this evening when I close my eyes against the darkness and think about her, I’ll imagine iridescent wings fluttering, if only for a moment, against cloudless blue skies.

I found that the only way I could control this sorrow was not to think of [it] at all, which was almost as painful as the loss itself.

A Sufi is alive to the value of time, and is given, every moment, to what that moment demands.

Summer: – Für die Ausgewählten wird es keinen Tod mehr geben. […] Ihre Feinde werden sterben, ihre Freunde und Verbündete nicht. Aber ist der Tod nicht etwas, das jedem Menschen gehören sollte? Das euch alle...

Loss, once it’s become a certainty, is like a rock you hold in your hand. It has weight and dimension and texture. It’s solid and can be assessed and dealt with. You can use it...

An enemy is like a man’s most prized flower. It brings him joy to see it buried in the ground.