Death Quotes - Page 48

Death is appalling to those of the most iron nerves, when it comes quietly and in the stillness and solitude of night.

Why do we kill people who are killing people to show that killing people is wrong?

It hath been often said, that it is not death, but dying, which is terrible.

Death is no more than passing from one room into another.

Death is not the opposite of life, but a part of it.

From this day forward, I no longer shall tinker with the machinery of death.

She laughed and danced with the thought of death in her heart.

For preachers, clarity is a moral matter. It is not merely a question of rhetoric, but a matter of life and death.

Life and death. They are somehow sweetly and beautifully mixed, but I don't know how.

There was the murdered corpse, in covert laid, And violent death in thousand shapes displayed; The city to the soldier's rage resigned; Successless wars, and poverty behind; Ships burnt in fight, or forced on rocky shores, And the rash hunter strangled by the boars; The newborn babe by nurses overlaid; And the cook caught within the raging fire he made.

So, to really execute design in its highest form and making people feel joy, that's a great reward.

I'm not suggesting that you have to overcome your fear of death. But we have to be willing to recognize at any moment, death could come.

No one can confidently say that he will still be living tomorrow.

Knowledge by suffering entereth, And life is perfected by death.

It's not the end of the physical body that should worry us. Rather our concern must be to live while we're alive.

Death is simply a shedding of the physical body, like the butterfly coming out of a cocoon. . . . It's like putting away your winter coat when spring comes.

The line between life and death is not thicker than an eyelid.

Sorrows come to stretch out places in the heart for joy.

Birth in the physical is death in the spiritual. Death in the physical is the birth in the spiritual.

Thank Heaven! The crisis /The danger is past, and the lingering illness, is over at last /, and the fever called ''Living'' is conquered at last.

After the first death, there is no other.

Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil.

The unbroken realization that you are indivisible from the universe, from universal consciousness, from the source of everything - that you are that source, that there is no other, no second, nothing that is not part of that unity, except as transitory illusion. If you could maintain that realization at all times, through waking and sleeping states of consciousness, across the threshold of death itself, what would you be?

Eternity is not something that begins after you are dead. It is going on all the time.

Nothing puts life into men like a dying Savior.