Death Quotes - Page 68

Fleeing persecution is not a crime. And we do not seek to pander to a noisy, tiny minority who will never embrace modern multicultural Australia. But there are important truths we must face. There is a history and a reality that we cannot ignore. The challenge before us is real, the questions we grapple with as elemental as life and death.

A man is not completely born until he is dead.

A man is not completely born until he is dead. Why then should we grieve that a new child is born among the immortals, a new member added to their happy society?

There's one thing that keeps surprising you about stormy old friends after they die - their silence.

There is a time for everything - a time for being born and a time for coming of age. There is a time for death, too.

Dying is easy, it's living that scares me to death.

Odd how clear it suddenly became, once a person had died, that the body was the very least of him.

Death's in the good-bye.

When I was in high school, I listened to a lot of death metal bands.

A serious life means being fully aware of the alternatives, thinking about them with all the intensity one brings to bear on life-and-death questions, in full recognition that every choice is a great risk with necessary consequences that are hard to bear.

Be near me when my light is low... And all the wheels of being slow.

The web of life, love, suffering and death unites all beings.

Through the ages, man's main concern was life after death. Today, for the first time, we find we must ask questions about whether there will be life before death.

I want to be cremated so people won't come to worship at my bones.

Men are never really willing to die except for the sake of freedom: therefore they do not believe in dying completely.

We know the surrealist solution: concrete irrationality, objective risk. Poetry is the conquest, the only possible conquest, of the 'supreme position', 'a certain position of the mind from where life and death, the real and the imaginary, the past and the future... cease to be perceived in a contradictory sense.'

There must be some unwritten law that says about fifty people have to move into your house when somebody dies. If it weren't for the smell of death clinging to the walls, you might think it was your family's turn to host the month neighborhood potluck supper.

Let us not doubt that God has a father's pity towards us, and that in the removal of that which is dearest to us He is still loving and kind. Death separates, but it also unites. It reunites whom it separates.

We live in an age in which there is no heroic death.

No motion has she now, no force; she neither hears nor sees; rolled around in earth's diurnal course, with rocks, and stones, and trees.

Ay, but to die, and go we know not where.

Thou detestable maw, thou womb of death.

After your death you were better have a bad epitaph than their ill report while you live.

The weariest and most loathed worldly life, that age, ache, penury and imprisonment can lay on nature is a paradise, to what we fear of death.

He is dead and gone, lady, He is dead and gone; At his head a grass-green turf, At his heels a stone.