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Death Quotes - Page 84

Who knows but life be that which men call death, And death what men call life?

Who knows but life be that which men call death, And death what men call life?

"Phrixus". Play by Euripides, estimated between 455 and 416 BCE.

Death has but one terror, that it has no tomorrow.

Eric Hoffer (1996). “The Passionate State of Mind”

How frighteningly few are the persons whose death would spoil our appetite and make the world seem empty.

"Thoughts of Eric Hoffer, Including: 'Absolute Faith Corrupts Absolutely". The New York Times Magazine, p. 62, April 25, 1971.

Death, the most dreaded of evils, is therefore of no concern to us; for while we exist death is not present, and when death is present we no longer exist.

Epicurus (1964). “Letters: Principles Doctrines, and Vatican Sayings Translated, with an Introd. and Notes, by Russel M. Geor. Indianapolis Merrill”

We never know we go when we are going- We jest and shut the Door- Fate-following-behind us bolts it- And we accost no more-.

Emily Dickinson, Ralph William Franklin (1998). “The Poems of Emily Dickinson”, p.1354, Harvard University Press

It is the acceptance of death that has finally allowed me to choose life.

Elizabeth Lesser (2010). “Broken Open: How difficult times can help us grow”, p.95, Random House

Our birth is nothing but our death begun; As tapers waste, that instant they take fire.

"The Complaint, Or Night-thoughts on Life, Death, and Immortality".

Death destroys a man, but the idea of death saves him.

E.M. Forster “Howards End”, Рипол Классик

Take the matter of being born. What does being born mean to most people?

E. E. Cummings, Richard Kostelanetz, John M. Rocco (1999). “AnOther E.E. Cummings”, p.271, W. W. Norton & Company

After all, what's a life, anyway? We're born, we live a little while, we die.

E. B. White (2011). “In the Words of E.B. White: Quotations from America's Most Companionable of Writers”, p.117, Cornell University Press

Deathlessness should be arrived at in a... haphazard fashion. Loving fame as much as any man, we shall carve our initials in the shell of a tortoise and turn him loose in a peat bog.

E. B. White (2011). “In the Words of E.B. White: Quotations from America's Most Companionable of Writers”, p.91, Cornell University Press