Death Quotes

Your mother contained a good spirit. A loving spirit. A spirit that will not cease to exist.Eva looked at him, her brows furrowed.Rovender placed his arm around Eva's shoulders. You see, she lives within you now, in all of the lessons that she taught you. Lessons you will never forget. Lessons you will always carry with you... and will one day pass on.

~ Tony Diterlizzi

You are a dust with beautiful spirit.

~ Lailah Gifty Akita

Any self-defense situation has the potential to quickly become A 'life and death' situation, therefore your practice of martial arts should be undertaken, as if your very life depends on it . . .

~ Soke Behzad Ahmadi

it will make sense the moment you come Home. I could see it all so clearly. I could see what it is that we are waiting for. I knew in one solitary moment why I had learned obedience and why I valued nothing on the earth but love. It’s all that matters. It is all there is.

~ Kate Mcgahan

When what one does, reps, or 'spits', repetitively, is foul or beastly - one summons spiritual undertakers to dine on fleshly parasites. In various forms, nature's law purges all that becomes wasteful. Change your game, or the game will change you.

~ T.f. Hodge

But as in the degrees of sickness thou art to submit to God, so in the kind of it (supposing equal degrees) thou art to be altogether indifferent whether God call thee by a consumption or an asthma, by a dropsy or palsy, by a fever in thy humours, or a fever in your spirits; because all such nicety of choice is nothing but a colour to a legitimate impatience, and to make an excuse to murmur privately, and for circumstances, when in the sum of affairs we durst not own impatience.”Jeremy Taylor’s “Holy Dying”, extract from chapter IV.I (The Practice of Patience) para 5.

~ Jeremey Taylor

I heard death had a name, but I forgot what it was.

~ Anthony Liccione

In the museums we used to visit on family vacations when I was a kid, I used to love those rooms which displayed collections of minerals in a kind of closet or chamber which would, at the push of a button, darken. Then ultraviolet lights would begin to glow and the minerals would seem to come alive, new colors, new possibilities, and architectures revealed. Plain stones became fantastic, “futuristic…” Of course there wasn’t any black light in the center of the earth, in the caves where they were quarried; how strange that these stones should have to be brought here, bathed with this unnatural light in order for their transcendent characters to emerge. Irradiation revealed a secret aspect of the world.Imagine illness as this light; demanding, torturous, punitive, it nonetheless reveals more of what things are. A certain glow of being appears. I think this is what is meant when we speculate that death is what makes love possible.

~ Mark Doty

When I picked him up originally, the boy's spirit was soft and cold, like ice-cream. He started melting in my arms. Then warming up completely. Healing.

~ Markus Zusak

The thing you let Die within when you are Alive, will be carried with your Soul after Death.

~ Usha Cosmico

He wondered why it was easier to believe in a malevolent spirit than in a benign one. Sometimes it seemed that the human heart, this side of Eden, feared eternal life more than death, light more than darkness, freedom more than surrender.

~ Dean Koontz

To understand how growth, aging and death works, you must understand the radiation environment.

~ Steven Magee

Fear is always death. Faith is life. Have faith and your victory is assured.

~ Bryant Mcgill

Movement turns dead dogs into maggots and daisies, and flour butter sugar an egg and a tablespoon of milk into Abernethy biscuits, and spermatozoa and ovaries into fishy little plants growing babyward if we take no care to stop them.

~ Alasdair Gray

Her body accepted my brutal seed and took it to swell within, just as the patient earth accepts a falling fruit into its tender soil to cradle and nourish it to grow. Came a time, just springtime last, our infant child pushed through the fragile barrier of her womb. Her legs branched out, just as the wood branches out from these eternal trees around us; but she was not hardy as they. My wife groaned with blood and ceased to breathe. Aye!, a scornful eve that bred the kind of pain only a god can withstand.

~ Roman Payne

Death is a departure.

~ Lailah Gifty Akita

There is nothing to lose in this life.

~ Lailah Gifty Akita

The Creator determines entrance and exit of every soul.

~ Lailah Gifty Akita

We live as if life will never end.

~ Lailah Gifty Akita

Death is misery! The lifeless person was once full of life.

~ Lailah Gifty Akita

I live with a passionate passion. I know one day, I will be gone.

~ Lailah Gifty Akita

If only the dead will return…?

~ Lailah Gifty Akita

The graveyard is every man final resting place.

~ Lailah Gifty Akita

Football teams that lost their matches can have many other chances to play in successive seasons, but a soul that is lost through death may not have the chance to justify its potential again!

~ Israelmore Ayivor

Life was a bloody battlefield until I conquered the enemy and won the war. Now, life is a journey, and I am a warrior. Prepared for anything and weakened by nothing. There are hills and dales, mountains and plateaus, blind spots and brilliant vistas, but none of that matters. All that matters is my second chance, and the only thing capable of disrupting my path, is myself.

~ B.g. Bowers

Poor Father, I see his final exploration. He arrives at the new place, his hair risen in astonishment, his mouth and eyes dumb. His toe scuffs a soft storm of sand, he kneels and his arms spread in pantomimic celebration, the immigrant, as in every moment of his life, arriving eternally on the shore of his Self.

~ E.l. Doctorow

The death of our self-worth begins at its appraisal, for such an action erroneously implies that our worth can be quantified.

~ Craig D. Lounsbrough

Each time we choose to step down for others that is a form of death to self.

~ Sunday Adelaja

Death changes nothing but the masks that cover our faces.

~ Kahlil Gibran

Maybe that was one of the problems with these men who lived forever, they'd built up an immunity or resistance to affection. Perhaps because when everyone they knew and loved continued to die, they realized the value of distance, of not losing one's self completely to love.

~ Caroline Hanson

The secret seemed to me much more mysterious than that; it was the secret, I thought, of one who had known death; for I moved a stranger among ordinary people, like a man who has risen from the grave, and at first I merely felt rather painfully out of my element; but soon I became aware of a very different feeling.Was it pride now? Perhaps; but at any rate there was no trace of vanity mixed with it. It was rather, for the first time, the consciousness of my own worth. What separated me - distinguished me - from other people was crucial; what no one said, what no one could say but myself, that was my task to say.

~ André Gide

...All who ever died, live; they are reborn and have no end, nor will there ever be an end. All, save you. For you would not have death. You lost death, you lost life, in order to save yourself. Yourself! Your immortal self! What is it? Who are you?I am myself. My body will not decay and die-A living body suffers pain, Cob; a living body grows old; it dies. Death is the price we pay for our life and for all life.I do not pay it! I can die and in that moment live again! I cannot be killed; I am immortal. I alone am myself forever!Who are you, then?The Immortal One.Say your name.The King.Say my name. I told it to you but a minute since. Say my name!You are not real. You have no name. Only I exist.You exist: without name, without form. You cannot see the light of day; you cannot see the dark. You sold the green earth and the sun and stars to save yourself. But you have no self. All that which you sold, that is yourself. You have given everything for nothing. And so now you seek to draw your world to you, all that light and life you lost, to fill up your nothingness. But it cannot be filled. Not all the songs of earth, not all the stars of heaven, could fill your emptiness.

~ Ursula K. Le Guin

Every angel is terrifying.Through the darkness, they move silently...I will go down into death with you.I must go where I must goTo see what I must seeIn that place where no one knows...... This is where love is taking me.You have been leadingMe, angels, in and out of death.I have no idea who you are.Eurydice. Is she nothingOr is she your mirror?I don't know anymore.I am at war.Perhaps that which is given - Being human - Is too hard,And so it is love that brings us,To what cannot be born,To ourselves,And so we must change,Must descend, guided by love, into the unknown.Lovers disappear in each other.Do they disappear forever?Where do they go?

~ Kathy Acker

To make yourself something less than you can be - that too is a form of suicide.

~ Benjamin Lichtenberg

To my own demise, I rarely ask why I’m hungry because I’m focusing all of my energies on getting fed. And if I persist in such a diminishing cycle, in all probability I will eventually starve to death because I have chosen to gorge myself on the very things that will keep me empty.

~ Craig D. Lounsbrough

100: Live This Day as if It Were Your Last.

~ Richard Carlson

Death is the destroyer and giver of sense.

~ Andy Harglesis

What distresses us is not loosing life, but losing what gives it meaning.

~ Raymond Radiguet

[H]e found poetry more comforting than Scripture—and his ability to forge from his life a cogent, powerful tale of living with death.

~ Paul Kalanithi

Death is a terrifying experience... It threatens, with its corrosive power, our possibility of living a humane life. There are two kinds of experiences that can protect those---those able to turn to them---from the terror of the danger of death. One is the certainty of truth, the continuous awakening toward the understanding of the 'ineluctable need for truth,' without which a good life is not possible. The other is the resolute and profound illusion that life has meaning and that the meaning of life is found in performing good deeds.

~ Ricardo Piglia