I know a little of living and a little of dying. I know how to survive, i have mastered it as a soldier gains mastery of his weapons. Yet i prefer dying, for in dying...

From now on it is not dying we must fear, but living.

Are we adequately prepared? … No. We do not yet have a vaccine ready to go. If the pandemic happened next week, the public would be outraged that we waited and ignored the concerns and...

May you find comfort and peace in every situation.

Dying isn’t like living; it requires no effort at all.

Rolling flat onto his back, Drake shuddered. Then he inhaled deeply. He stared up at the night sky. “We’re going to win,” he said, his voice calmer, less strained. “This is nothing. Keep going. They...

So many die without our caring, decline to silence in rooms beyond hearing. We honor the dead and abhor the dying.- from the story “De Composition

People are fragile. They die of mistakes, of overdoses, of sickness. But mostly they die of Death.

I want to be a bird that is not afraid of falling since it’s been flying for so long.

Dying seems less sad than having lived too little.

…and he wasn’t reconciled to dying. Dora told him he was going to a better world. “Mebbe, mebbe,” says poor Ben, “but I’m sorter used to the imperfections of this one.

The thing with dying, well, with death really, is that there’s a difference between being someone who knows they can really die at any time and someone who doesn’t.

It’s true, I am afraid of dying. I am afraid of the world moving forward without me, of my absence going unnoticed, or worse, being some natural force propelling life on. Is it selfish? Am...

Life went on, despite all the dying.

I’m a walking, talking enigma. We’re a dying breed.

I had to hope there was more to life than death. More to living than not dying.

A tired man lay down his headin a dusty room so dim,and for so long his wife did shakeand yell to waken him.Meanwhile his thoughts, his dreams, did stirof sandy, red bullfights,of powder-blasts in the...

but as he plodded along a vague and almost hallucinatory pall hazed over his mind; he found himself at one point, with no notion of how it could be, a step from an almost certain...

Fear and hopelessness washed over her. She was looking her own mortality in the face, and it was a horrifying thing to do.

Instead of falling to the ground like a heavy doll, as Kermin had seen the prisoners do at the Chetnik executions, his mother shrank into herself, a reverse blossoming, coming to rest in a sitting...

Let my heiress have full rights,Live in my house, sing songs that I composed.Yet how slowly my strength ebbs,How the tortured breast craves air.The love of my friends, my enemies’ rancorAnd the yellow roses in...

blue-gold sky, fresh cloud, emerald-black mountain, trees on rocky ledges, on the summit, the tiny pin of a telephone tower-all brilliantly clear, in shadow and out. and on and through everything everywhere the sun shines...

live to the fullest or die;and die you will anyway, so start living!

Supermarkets this large and clean and modern are a revelation to me. I spent my life in small steamy delicatessens with slanted display cabinets full of trays that hold soft wet lumpy matter in pale...

When I asked her what was the matter? answered, she didn’t know; but she felt so afraid of dying!

I think that dying is the easy part of life; for in waking each day and living in every moment, therein lies the challenge

I don’t think you’re dying,” I said. “I think you’ve just got a touch of cancer.He smiled. Gallows humor.

I firmly disbelieve in death. A spirit never dies. Where it wanders when it leaves the flesh, is a cognitive proposition.

Trying to get stuff straight right at the end when you never cared all through your life. Trying to get into heaven on the affirmative action plan.

Stop sleeping, Get to work! You will have much time to sleep when you die.

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

Nobody wants to believe that existence carries on without at least taking a stumble from their departure of this world.

One of the difficult things about growing older is that you start losing so many friends. On the other hand, the older you get, the less time you have to wait until you see them...

Convinced that we’re living the whole time that we’re dying.We decide to go out walking the whole time that you’re talking.Convinced that you’re living whole time that I’m dying.

Our life is composed of events and states of mind. How ewe appraise our life from our deathbed will be predicated not only on what came to us in life but how we lived with...

There is a difference between saying goodbye and letting go. Goodbye is not permanent. You can meet years later as old friends and share what happened in your life. You can smile and laugh about...

Die. Do you think I will? I suppose I must…I exist now, and everything that exists must end, one day. I wonder how I will die, and what it will be like. It will be...

First I was dying to finish high school and start college. And then I was dying to finish college and start working. And then I was dying to marry and have children. And then I...

Neighbours complaining about someone’s dog making an awful racket. You could hardly blame the poor beast, its owner had died in her bed at least a fortnight before and there hadn’t been much left of...

It’s peculiar to me,’ she said, ‘that everybody pays so much attention to living and so little to dying. Why are these high-powered scientists always screwing around trying to prolong life instead of finding pleasant...

The only way past the pain is through it. Pain, grief, anger, misery…they don’t go away–they just increase and compound and get worse. You have to live through them, acknowledge them. You have to give...

I liked being a person. I wanted to keep at it.

Don’t we all hope to die with a smile on our faces?

I know it’s hard when other children are called home but we can find purpose and good in all things when we can see things from the Lord’s perspective. There is goodness to be found...

Spring had been the season for dying in the old days. Invalids who had struggled through the dark comfort of winter took fright as the night receded.

the word dyting is not synonymous with the word useless

DON’T YOU DARE DIE ON ME, JEZEBEL! DON’T YOU DARE! Or I’ll follow you to the next world and KILL you.

Toute fin de vie quelconque s’apparente plus ou moins au rangement; on n’a plus envie de se lancer dans un projet neuf, on se contente d’expédier les affaires courantes. Toute chose que l’on n’a jamais...

Then the voice – which identified itself as the prince of this world, the only being who really knows what happens on Earth – began to show him the people around him on the beach....

. . . I understand that I was writing (recording) as well as seeking to right (to rectify) the wrong, and now, as I retell the tale, I realize that ‘I am still at the...