Death Quotes - Page 80

It is the Revolution, the magical word, the word that is going to change everything, that is going to bring us immense delight and a quick death.

Now nearly all those I loved and did not understand when I was young are dead, but I still reach out to them.

A man who wants to die feels angry and full of life and desperate and bored and exhausted, all at the same time; he wants to fight everyone, and he wants to curl up in a ball and hide in a cupboard somewhere. He wants to say sorry to everyone, and he wants everyone to know just how badly they've all let him down.

Our lives can't be measured by our final years, of this I am sure.

How beautiful it is for a man to die Upon the walls of Zion! to be called Like a watch-worn and weary sentinel, To put his armour off, and rest in heaven!

A man is not dependent upon his fellow creature, when he does not fear death.

We die only once, and for such a long time.

The American empire is hovering between life and death.

There is no fair in life and death. If it were, no good men would die young.

Well, there's a remedy for all things but death, which will be sure to lay us flat one time or other.

One should always have one's boots on and be ready to leave.

Death pays all debts.

'Hamlet' is one of the most dangerous things ever set down on paper. All the big, unknowable questions like what it is to be a human being; the difference between sanity and insanity; the meaning of life and death; what's real and not real. All these subjects can literally drive you mad.

It is death that is the guide of our life, and our life has no goal but death.

When Death puts out our Flame, the Snuff will tell, If we were Wax, or Tallow by the smell.

I'm a really cautious person, so I don't let myself get into near-death experiences. I'm not into the idea of skydiving or anything.

I've always got my eye on my deathbed.

I love the fall. I love it because of the smells that you speak of; and also because things are dying, things that you don't have to take care of anymore, and the grass stops growing.

Oh Death where is thy sting! It has none. But life has.

That last day does not bring extinction to us, but change of place.

Can we wonder that men perish and are forgotten, when their noblest and most enduring works decay? Death comes even to monumental structures, and oblivion rests on the most illustrious names.

Remember to think of your departed mother always as living, just away in another room of our Father's house.

In the midst of death life persists.

In the midst of death life persists, in the midst of untruth, truth persists, in the midst of darkness light persists.

To be born is to start the journey towards death.