Life is such a fragile thing—as delicate and as beautiful as a butterfly, as ephemeral as a sunset. Death is peaceful. Death is quiet, silent. It is calming.

I sat in that room and realized that you can cut off a finger, cut off a hand, even cut off a leg, but if you take a woman’s breast, you are cutting more than...

We’re always on breath away from something–living or dying–, sometimes it just can’t be helped.

Forms come and go. You, the quantum non-entity behind your human identity, comes nor goes.

For men and women alike, this journey is a the trajectory between birth and death, a human life lived. No one escapes the adventure. We only work with it differently.

Life begins at the day of birth. Birthday is a great day of honour.

If your life was complete, you’d be dead.

live so larger that life never gets end chapter after death.

Der Tod verändert auch die Lebenden.

They say the brain never ages it’s a shame it can’t teach the body that trick.

The battle over flesh and blood cannot compare to the battle for the heart.

The day you are born is the day you start dying

The neck in front of her came up. The head swivelled 180 degrees and the horse looked at Kin with bright insectile eyes.’YOUR WISH IS MY COMMAND,’ it said inside Kin’s head.’Hell!”THOSE ARE NOT MEANINGFUL...

What kind of miracle ripped out your heart, and left you breathing?

Somewhere, somehow, something arises out of the ashes of our losses to remind us that nothing ever ceases. Nothing ever vanishes. Nothing ever comes to nothing.

Human stories are practically always about one thing, really, aren’t they? Death. The inevitability of death. . .. . . (quoting an obituary) ‘There is no such thing as a natural death. Nothing that ever...

It’s a messy business–being alive. But I’d rather have this short time with those I love than have an easy time. We forget about the things we saw that morning,and we choose to build a...

If the inevitably of human oblivion worries you, I encourage you to ignore it. God knows that’s what everyone else does.

Life is but a passing shadow.

Dear friend, I have searched all nightthrough each burnt paper,but I fear I will never findthe formula to let you die

Hope as evidence of life. Life as evidence of death.

When I first accepted my own death, the world was intantly changed. It was a completely new sensation. It took something like this to finally open my eyes. Before, I had simply shut myself off...

There’s nothing like love or incumbent death to make you realize how many things you still want to do.

All those religions–they contradict each other on every point but every one of them is filled with ways to help people to be brave enough to laugh even though they know they are dying.

Student: I don’t feel like living anymore. Teacher: If you don’t feel like doing something then don’t do. This means that in finding many ways how not to live your life, you have the possibility...

You were born a child of light’s wonderful secret— you return to the beauty you have always been.

So many people die with their dreams in their hands.

Ki ruházta rád a felelősséget? Ki adott bölcsességet, hogy tudd, kinek kell élnie, és kinek kell meghalnia, és milyen úton-módon? Ki vagy te, hogy tudd, mi jár Isten fejében?

A little while and I will be gone from among you, whither I cannot tell. From nowhere we come, into nowhere we go. What is life? It is a flash of firefly in the night....

Water is the most versatile of all elements. It isn’t afraid to burn in fire or fade into the sky, it doesn’t hesitate to shatter against sharp rocks in rainfall or drown into the dark...

Death comes as it pleases; it is no respecter of persons leaving memories and a fading sound of a familiar voice.

The worker picked up Pakhom’s spade, dug a grave, and buried him – six feet from head to heel, exactly the amount of land a man needs.

Certainly there is life and there is death, but even in death, if we look closely enough, we will find grace.

All things that have form eventually decay.” -Orochimaru

I assure you; while I look like a ghost, I’m no spirit or demon. I’m nothing but a girl struggling to make her way in an intolerant world. I bleed, I love, and someday, I’ll...

Fretting over how life ends, or anything else for that matter, is a complete waste of time.

For where else can I go to sample daily the richness of life in all its profound chaos?

The choice you make between hating and forgiving can be the story of your life

Tents are the difference between life and death,

Por menos valor que tenha a vida quando é desperdiçada, vale, contudo, a pena defendê-la. Se assim não fosse, não custaria abandoná-la.

We’re always one breath away from something, living or dying, sometimes it just can’t be helped.

When you die, you don’t.

When Your Life Looks Back,When your life looks back–As it will, at itself, at you–what will it say?Inch of colored ribbon cut from the spool.Flame curl, blue-consuming the log it flares from.Bay leaf. Oak leaf....

All souls have a body.

It was a star,” Mrs. Whatsit said sadly. “A star giving up its life in battle with the Thing. It won, oh, yes, my children, it won. But it lost its life in the winning.

REMEMBER HER- sudden wind come through your open window a silent wave fall inside of room you run to catch your curtain and she is not in that room—– remember her a little you are...

When we are rich and famous and powerful, we do not want to die. On the other hand, if we are miserable and suffering, we want to die and leave it all. But can joy...

I’ve diagnosed myself and discovered I have a limited ‘life span’ you can do this to. Then live life to its fullest in everything you do!

And now you know it’s not like that. Right? It’s more like smoking a cigarette. The first few puffs it tasted wonderful, and you don’t even think of its ever being used up. Then you...

His absence seemed a solid thing, a burden I must carry in addition to my grief… Yet I knew I would continue to live. Sometimes that knowledge seemed the worst part of my loss.