Death Quotes - Page 116

O fool, what else is sleep but chill death's likeness?

To rest upon a formula is a slumber that, prolonged, means death.

The thing is, the more you fear death, the more you die. So it really doesn't pay off. It's a fear of the dark. Like any experience in life, you wonder, Well, if this ever happens, how would I react? and then it happens, and only then do you know.

When I'm on my deathbed, I'll hopefully be able to count more friends than parts that I had.

The death sentence is a barbaric act . . . It is a reflection of the animal instinct still in human beings.

I've accomplished enough in life so that I do not fear death.

Everything that gets born dies.

I'm an optimist, so I believe in some sort of life after death; I don't know what kind.

To philosophize is to learn to die.

The perpetual work of your life is but to lay the foundation of death.

Shuffling really isn't something you should be doing on your deathbed.

The act of abortion positions women at their most powerful, and that is why it is so strongly opposed by many in society. Historically viewed as and conditioned to be passive, dependent creatures, victims of biological circumstance, women often find it difficult to embrace this power over life and death. They fall prey to the assumption, the myth, that they cannot be trusted with it.

One of the greatest gifts we can give people is the hope that their death is nothing to fear - you know, not that it has no fear in it, but the promise of scripture is that God will lead us through the valley of the shadow of death.

When death comes too near, comedy and tragedy fall silent.

Death is just around the corner. If only it would stay there.

The right time to die is never exactly now.

Striving toward a goal puts a more pleasing construction on our advance toward death.

The mature, forty-five-year-old woman, quite experienced in matters of life and death, knows that it was 'for the best,' but Daddy's girl, who hung onto his belt and danced fox trots on the tops of his shoes, cannot accept that Daddy is not here anymore.

For the world is founded and built up on death, and the reality of death is neither to be questioned nor feared. Death is a dark dream, but it is not a nightmare. It is mankind's lack of pity, mankind's fatal propensity for torture, that is the nightmare.

Life is real, and death is the illusion.

If you believe it's life or death for the kids, it changes everything you do.

How lovely is death; and how niggardly it is doled out.

The Impartial Friend: Death, the only immortal who treats us all alike, whose pity and whose peace and whose refuge are for all--the soiled and the pure, the rich and the poor, the loved and the unloved.

In life, we weep at the thought of death. In death, perhaps we weep at the thought of life.

There's a magical part of it (writing obituaries), too, which is you're trying to breathe life back into someone who has just died. You're trying to conjure them up.