Quotes about death
death girlfriend one-day
My girlfriend's weird. One day she asked me, 'If you could know how and when you were going to die, would you want to know?' I said, 'No.' She said, 'Okay, forget it. Steven Wright
death fun science
When I die, I'm leaving my body to science fiction.
death reality research
I have absolutely no fear of death. From my near-death research and my personal experiences, death is, in my judgment, simply a transition into another kind of reality. Raymond Moody
death design-process aesthetic-beauty
Design must reflect the practical and aesthetic in business but above all... good design must primarily serve people. Thomas J. Watson
death character resurrection
The character wherewith we sink into the grave at death is the very character wherewith we shall reappear at the resurrection. Thomas Chalmers
death-penalty murder intolerance
The fanatic has the courage of his conviction and the intolerance of his courage. He is opposed to the death penalty for murder, but he would willingly have anyone electrocuted who disagreed with him on the subject. Thomas Bailey Aldrich
death wreaths germs
In every cradle decked with rosy wreath Lurk germs of death. Victor Hugo
death feet profound
A few feet under the ground reigns so profound a silence, and yet so much tumult on the surface!
death dark light
It seems as though, at the approach of a certain dark hour, the light of heaven infills those who are leaving the light of earth.
death men unknown-things
Death belongs to God alone; by what right do men touch that unknown thing?
death morning next
My day's work will begin again the next morning. The tomb is not a blind alley.
death night doors
Oh Lord! Open the doors of night for me So that I may leave this place and disappear.
death dream wisdom
Our life dreams the Utopia. Our death achieves the Ideal.
death wisdom live-life
It is nothing to die. It is frightful not to live.
death white goldfish
Goldfish and hamsters and white mice and even the little seed in the Styrofoam cup-they all die. So do we. Robert Fulghum
death men worry
More men die of worry than of work, because more men worry than work. Robert Frost
death suicide men
Even nowadays a man can't step up and kill a woman without feeling just a bit unchivalrous. Robert Benchley
death suicide sleep
She sleeps alone at last.
death husband grandmother
My grandmother was a very tough woman. She buried three husbands and two of them were just napping. Rita Rudner
death heaven bartender
Will there be any bartenders up there in Heaven, will the pubs never close? Richard Thompson
death gratitude grief
The highest tribute to the dead is not grief but gratitude. Thornton Wilder
death dies decency
And die with decency. Thomas Otway
death dying moments
Death is not the monarch for the dead, but of the dying. The moment he obtains a conquest he loses a subject. Thomas Paine
death dying uncertain
Nothing, they say is more certain than death, and nothing more uncertain than the time of dying
death drinking procrastination
If once a man indulges himself in murder, very soon he comes to think little of robbing; and from robbing he comes next to drinking and Sabbath-breaking, and from that to incivility and procrastination. Thomas de Quincey
death men animal
Man is a noble animal, splendid in ashes, and pompous in the grave. Thomas Browne
death disease cures
We all labour against our own cure, for death is the cure of all diseases.
death desire may
To be content with death may be better than to desire it.
death ashamed ignominy
I am not so much afraid of death, as ashamed thereof, 'tis the very disgrace and ignominy of our natures.
death pain world
With what shift and pains we come into the World we remember not; but 'tis commonly found no easy matter to get out of it.
death dark leap
(Death is) A leap into the dark.
death dying arms
Though it be in the power of the weakest arm to take away life, it is not in the strongest to deprive us of death.
death loneliness swings
Oh! death will find me, long before I tire Of watching for you; and swing me suddenly Into the shade and loneliness and mire Of the last land! Rupert Brooke