Dying Quotes - Page 51

It simply comes down to this, Get Busy Living, or Get Busy Dying.

In the attic, a warhead no doubt burns. Everything is combustible. Faith burns. Trust burns. Everything burns to nothing and even nothing burns. . . . And when there is nothing, there is nothing worth dying for and when there is nothing worth dying for, there is only nothing.

I was just dying to get out of the constraints of television, and the constraints of the parts I'd been playing. I had taken a bunch of improv classes and was performing with The Groundlings. I wanted to get into more adult, risky stuff.

I don’t need to ring anyone. I said I’m dying. I didn’t say I wanted to live.

I said i was dying not that i wanted to live”

That's why you have to save the dying man. Because you want him around to keep saving you.

Nothing, they say is more certain than death, and nothing more uncertain than the time of dying

Planting is one of my great amusements, and even of those things which can only be for posterity, for a Septuagenary has no right to count on any thing but annuals.

It look like the lord just work for wite folks cause ever sens i wasn nothin but a litle boy i been on my on haulin water to the fiel on that ol water cart wit all them dime bukets an that dipper just hittin an old dorthy just trottin and trottin an me up their hittin her wit that rope.

Our very hopes belied our fears, Our fears our hopes belied; We thought her dying when she slept, And sleeping when she died.

Fortune, honour, beauty, youth, Are but blossoms dying; Wanton pleasures, doting love, Are but shadows flying.

Let the fruition of things bless the possession of them, and take no satisfaction in dying but living rich.

Being born he have himself as our Companion, Eating with us he gave himself as Food, Dying He became our Ransom, Reigning he gives himself as our Reward

No one can obtain from the Pope a dispensation for never dying. [Lat., Nemo impetrare potest a papa bullam numquam moriendi.]

When we are dead; rugs are no richer than a quick-thorn bed.

People's whole lives do pass in front of their eye before they die. The process is called "Living".

Sister Mary was a nurse and nurses, whatever their creed, are primarily nurses, which had a lot to do with wearing your watch upside down, keeping calm in emergencies, and dying for a cup of tea.

They suffered from the terrible delusion that something could be done. They seemed prepared to make the world the way they wanted it or die in the attempt, and the trouble with dying in the attempt was that you died in the attempt.

If you're truly psychedelic the difference between living and dying is quite immaterial. No pun intended.

In shamanism and certain yogas, Taoist yoga, claim very clearly that the purpose is to familiarize yourself with this after-death body, in life, and then the act of dying will not create confusion in the psyche. You will recognize what is happening. You will know what to do. And you will make the clean break.

If you can get yourself where you're not afraid of dying, then you can move forward a lot faster.

In living we die, in dying we live.

That’s it?” Jason asked. “You spent an hour talking about how lucky you were to be dying?” No, not dying, Son. Living.

And I'm dying to know, is it killing you like it's killing me? And the story of us looks a lot like a tragedy now.

The ocean is dying, and we have no place to escape to if this experiment doesn't go in our favor.