Death was a quiet evil, unavoidable like the dark night and defenseless sleep and tearful sorrows. It had hunted her down and slithered close, wanting only to smother every last flicker of life.”—from “My Aquarius

Death is only the end if you assume the story is about you.

It always comes down to just two choices. Get busy living, or get busy dying.

You’re real though, at least that’s something,” Alecto pointed out, holding his hand out in front of her. Smiling miserably, Mandy took his hand in her own and sat there beside him quietly.

The way to Bliss is through Understanding, through Wisdom.

And what cats have to tellon each return from hellis this: that dying is what the living do, that dying is what the loving do, and that dead dogs are those who do not knowthat...

Here, when I say I never want to be without you,somewhere else I am sayingI never want to be without you again. And when I touch youin each of the places we meet,in all of...

Funerals aren’t scheduled.

The harassed look is that of a desperately tired swimmer or runner; yet there is no question of stopping. The creature we are watching will struggle on and on until it drops. Not because it...

Just as I am watching a tongue of blue flame rising in the fire, and my lamp is burning low, the horrible contraction will begin in my chest. I shall only have time to reach...

They understand death, they stand there in the church under the skies that have a beginningless past and go into the never-ending future, waiting themselves for death, at the foot of the dead, in a...

I have always felt the basis of everything in life is sexual, and I will maintain that to my dying day.

Here’s the thing about Hazel: Almost everyone is obsessed with leaving a mark upon the world. Bequeathing a legacy. Outlasting death. We all want to be remembered. I do, too. That’s what bothers me most,...

When I’m dying, I want dying to be my only regret.

How can the boy who stirred an entire nation be dying?

Things change after you die, though – I guess because dying is about the loneliest thing you can do.

Naruto: I bet you’re dying to know my name!Gaara: I couldn’t care less.

I am afraid because I can so clearly foresee my own life rotting away of itself, like a leaf that rots without falling, while I pursue my round of existence from day to day.

It’s not that we have to leave this life one day, it’s how many things we have to leave all at once: holding hands, hotel rooms, wine, summertime, drunkenness, and the physics of falling leaves,...

when we finally know we are dying, and all other sentient beings are dying with us, we start to have a burning, almost heartbreaking sense of the fragility and preciousness of each moment and each...

So cold your tears freeze against your cheeks.’It’s not my fault,’ I told Bear. ‘I don’t make the weather. You got a beef, take it up with God.’ That’s what I’ve been doing a lot...

If you were dying…If you were sixteen and dying…If your blood was spilling out of you, calling to them, the creatures of the night, and you knew you were dying…If you saw their pale faces...

God didn’t design your life so you would constantly fall down, but he does hope that you will be brought to your knees.

Maybe you had to be dying to finally get to do what you wanted.I fidgeted around with the puzzle pieces for a while longer, but I wasn’t lucky. Nothing seemed to fit without a whole...

I don’t have to kill myself, living my life is just the same.

He is terribly afraid of dying because he hasn’t yet lived.

Love is when you love someone’s spirit as much as their body, even if their spirit has departed and their body is buried wherever you hid it.

Achala, worrying and scheming about your next life, before you have even completed this one, is not a good practice.” Rinpoche

Dying is the last thing I will ever do.

Worry is yet another side effect of dying.

Dying for someone is easy.” J.T. murmured now; as if reading my mind.”Living for yourself, that’s hard.

There is absolutely no way someone cannot be affected, or cannnot learn vital lessons by being forced to dwell in the margins of a hindering repose as the one loved by so very few.”Dying and...

When the devil wants to punish his worshippers, he uses the trick of karma.

A squirrel dying in front of your house may be more relevant to your interests right now than people dying in Africa.

las petites morts”: because the things that bring us passion tend to slip past our defenses, to creep insidiously into every facet of our consciousnesses and kill us as ruthlessly, and efficiently, as any drug.

Just dying should not be a reason for taxes.

The guard looked down at the scarlet bloodstains blooming on his chest. He appeared to think of something that he needed to say, but as his lips began to form the words, his knees gave...

Life and death are something everyone will experience. It is living that only few will have embraced

The activity of loving kindness is the bridge that allows you to slowly, slowly realise the wisdom and perfection of this moment.

She had been dying so long that I had almost come to regard her as immortal.

I’d like to take a long walk, to the edge of something.

I want to live the rest of my life, however long or short, with as much sweetness as I can decently manage, loving all the people I love, and doing as much as I can...

You’ve thrown down the gauntlet. You’ve brought my wrath down upon your house. Now, to prove that I exist I must kill you. As the child outlives the father, so must the character bury the...

I spend a lot of time wondering what dying feels like. What dying sounds like. If I’ll burst like those notes, let out my last cries of pain, and then go silent forever. Or maybe...

Losing you’re co-remember meant losing the memory itself.

Everybody will die, but very few people want to be reminded of that fact.

Am I ever angry or frustrated? I only feel angry sometimes when I see waste, when things that we waste are what people need, things that would save them from dying. Frustrated? No, never.

That’s not the real question, Oliver. What you should be asking is, Can you live without her?

The thing is to appreciate the fragile wonder of it all, down to the last breath, down to the dying embers of consciousness.

Mach dir keine Sorgen. Du hast zuviel und zuwenig gesehen, wie alle Menschen vor dir. Du hast zuviel geweint, vielleicht auch zuwenig, wie alle Menschen vor dir. Vielleicht hast du zuviel geliebt, und gehaßt –...