Death Quotes - Page 112

... to die on a kitchen floor at 7 o'clock in the morning while other people are frying eggs is not so rough unless it happens to you.

Death is the great gamer with a sleeve of tricks.

Thinking about death... clarifies your life!

We have abolished the death penalty for humans, so why should it continue for animals?

I'd rather die than go to heaven.

Bullets can harm you and death can disarm you, but no, you will not be deceived. Stripped of all virtue as you crawl through the dirt, you can give but you cannot receive.

Death is robbed of much of its terror for the true believer.

Life's too short for a funeral.

Although I'm up for working in any genre, I do love the passion and dynamic storytelling that horror stories can provide. Dealing with big questions and possibilities of all sorts of stories with life and death consequences is enthralling and exhilarating to me.

I respect everything in change and the solemn beauty of life and death... and therefore, while man is amidst the immense beauty of objective bodies, he must possess the capacity of self-perfection and must observe and represent his world with full confidence.

I do disapprove of the modern attitude that you can't do the simplest thing, like dying or being born, in your own house.

Our greatest prejudice is against death. It spans age, gender and race. We spend immeasurable amounts of energy fighting an event that will eventually triumph. Though it is noble not to give in easily, the most alive people I've ever met are those who embrace their death. They love, laugh and live more fully.

Because I have loved life, I shall have no sorrow to die.

IMPALE, v.t. In popular usage, to pierce with any weapon which remains fixed in the wound . . . . properly, to put to death by thrusting an upright sharp stake into the body, the victim being left in a sitting position.

Everything passes. Everything experiences the birth and death cycle.

Nothing is ever certain.

I do not cling to life sufficiently to fear death.

Tis true, 'tis certain; man, though dead, retains Part of himself; the immortal mind remains.

And die of nothing but a rage to live.

Good God! how often are we to die before we go quite off this stage? In every friend we lose a part of ourselves, and the best part.

Death is but a passage. It is not a house, it is only a vestibule. The grave has a door on its inner side.

At the same time, I've never been afraid of death or the concept of death.

Not all of me shall die.

Alas the Master; so he sinks in death. But whoso knows the mystery of man Sees life and death as curves of the same plan

Only when all conceptions of space and time, life and death, are exploded, when the grip of the past and fear of the future become merely conditions of one's past, only then can one live in the present fully.