Death Quotes - Page 58

Fear not death; for the sooner we die, the longer shall we be immortal.

It's so unfair that we should die, just because we are born.

When death comes, he respects neither age nor merit. He sweeps from the earthly existence the sick and the strong, the rich and the poor, and should teach us to live to be prepared for death.

The enemy is at the gate. It is a question of life and death.

Achievement; the death of endeavor and the birth of disgust.

The difficulty about all this dying, is that you can't tell a fellow anything about it, so where does the fun come in?

God's finger touched him, and he slept.

A belief in hell and the knowledge that every ambition is doomed to frustration at the hands of a skeleton have never prevented the majority of human beings from behaving as though death were no more than an unfounded rumor.

When death comes, it's just like winter. We don't say, "There ought not to be winter." That the winter season, when the leaves fall and the snow comes, is some kind of defeat, something which we should hold out against. No. Winter is part of the natural course of events. No winter, no summer. No cold, no heat.

Death is a black camel, which kneels at the gates of all.

It is impossible to experience one's death objectively and still carry a tune.

I don't fear death. - I just don't want to be around when it happens.

Marriage is the death of hope.

'Tis better to bear the ills we have than fly to others that we know not of.

Devoutly to be wish'd. To die, to sleep; To sleep, perchance to dream—For in that sleep of death what dreams may come,When we have shuffled off this mortal coil, Must give us pause, there's the respect, That makes calamity of so long life

Thou know'st 'tis common; all that lives must die, Passing through nature to eternity.

Our repugnance to death increases in proportion to our consciousness of having lived in vain.

What seems to be, is, to those to whom it seems to be, and is productive of the most dreadful consequences to those to whom it seems to be, even of torments, despair, eternal death.

How much more suffering is caused by the thought of death than by death itself.

We who are left, how shall we look again Happily on the sun or feel the rain Without remembering how they who went Ungrudgingly and spent Their lives for us loved, too, the sun and rain?

Eternity is now. Right now, right here, you're an infinite being. Once you get past the fear of death as an end, you merge with the infinite and feel the comfort and relief that this realization brings.

Death belongs to God alone; by what right do men touch that unknown thing?

It is nothing to die. It is frightful not to live.

My biggest fear of death is to come back reincarnated

How do you scare some sense into a child who doesn’t fear death?