Death Quotes

I'm not afraid of death because I don't believe in it.It's just getting out of one car, and into another.

~ John Lennon

It is the job of thinking people not to be on the side of the executioners.

~ Albert Camus

Women were different, no doubt about it. Men broke so much more quickly. Grief didn't break women. Instead it wore them down, it hollowed them out very slowly.

~ Cornelia Funke

A SMALL PIECE OF TRUTHI do not carry a sickle or scythe.I only wear a hooded black robe when it's cold.And I don't have those skull-like facial features you seem to enjoy pinning on me from a distance. You want to know what I truly look like? I'll help you out. Find yourself a mirror while I continue.

~ Markus Zusak

They tell us that Suicide is the greatest piece of Cowardice... That Suicide is wrong, when it is quite obvious that there is nothing in this world to which every man has a more unassailable title than to his own life and person.

~ Arthur Schopenhauer

But she wasn’t around, and that’s the thing when your parents die, you feel like instead of going in to every fight with backup, you are going into every fight alone.

~ Mitch Albom

The phoenix must burn to emerge.

~ Janet Fitch

We'd stared into the face of Death, and Death blinked first. You'd think that would make us feel brave and invincible. It didn't.

~ Rick Yancey

Death leaves a heartache no one can heal, love leaves a memory no one can steal.From an Irish headstone

~ Richard Puz

Would you like me to [kill you] now? asked Snape, his voice heavy with irony. Or would you like a few moments to compose an epitaph?

~ J.k. Rowling

in this land some of us fuck more than we die but most of us die better than we fuck

~ Charles Bukowski

You can not die of grief, though it feels as if you can. A heart does not actually break, though sometimes your chest aches as if it is breaking. Grief dims with time. It is the way of things. There comes a day when you smile again, and you feel like a traitor. How dare I feel happy. How dare I be glad in a world where my father is no more. And then you cry fresh tears, because you do not miss him as much as you once did, and giving up your grief is another kind of death.

~ Laurell K. Hamilton

I have outlasted all desire,My dreams and I have grown apart;My grief alone is left entire,The gleamings of an empty heart.The storms of ruthless dispensationHave struck my flowery garland numb,I live in lonely desolationAnd wonder when my end will come.Thus on a naked tree-limb, blastedBy tardy winter's whistling chill,A single leaf which has outlastedIts season will be trembling still.

~ Alexander Pushkin

To be, or not to be: that is the question: Whether ’tis nobler in the mind to suffer The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, Or to take arms against a sea of troubles, And by opposing end them? To die: to sleep; No more; and, by a sleep to say we end The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks That flesh is heir to, ’tis a consummation Devoutly to be wish’d. To die, to sleep; To sleep: perchance to dream: ay, there’s the rub.

~ William Shakespeare

My father took one hundred and thirty-two minutes to die.I counted.It happened on the Jellicoe Road. The prettiest road I’d ever seen, where trees made breezy canopies like a tunnel to Shangri-La. We were going to the ocean, hundreds of miles away, because I wanted to see the ocean and my father said that it was about time the four of us made that journey. I remember asking, 'What’s the difference between a trip and a journey?' and my father said, 'Narnie, my love, when we get there, you’ll understand,' and that was the last thing he ever said.

~ Melina Marchetta

I went down to the river,I set down on the bank.I tried to think but couldn't,So I jumped in and sank.

~ Langston Hughes

Choking with dry tears and raging, raging, raging at the absolute indifference of nature and the world to the death of love, the death of hope and the death of beauty, I remember sitting on the end of my bed, collecting these pills and capsules together and wondering why, why when I felt I had so much to offer, so much love, such outpourings of love and energy to spend on the world, I was incapable of being offered love, giving it or summoning the energy with which I knew I could transform myself and everything around me.

~ Stephen Fry

Death must be so beautiful. To lie in the soft brown earth, with the grasses waving above one’s head, and listen to silence. To have no yesterday, and no tomorrow. To forget time, to forgive life, to be at peace.

~ Sylvia Plath

I will not tell you our love story, because-like all real love stories-it will die with us,as it should.

~ John Green

A human doesn't have a heart like mine. The human heart is a line, whereas my own is a circle, and I have the endless ability to be in the right place at the right time. The consequence of this is that I'm always finding humans at their best and worst. I see their ugly and their beauty, and I wonder how the same thing can be both. Still, they have one thing I envy. Humans, if nothing else, have the good sense to die.

~ Markus Zusak

It's only in drugs or death we'll see anything new, and death is just too controlling.

~ Chuck Palahniuk

People leave strange little memories of themselves behind when they die.

~ Haruki Murakami

I thought about all of the things that everyone ever says to each other, and how everyone is going to die, whether it's in a millisecond, or days, or months, or 76.5 years, if you were just born. Everything that's born has to die, which means our lives are like skyscrapers. The smoke rises at different speeds, but they're all on fire, and we're all trapped.

~ Jonathan Safran Foer

Be ashamed to die until you have won some victory for humanity.

~ Horace Mann

Everyone grieves in different ways. For some, it could take longer or shorter. I do know it never disappears. An ember still smolders inside me. Most days, I don’t notice it, but, out of the blue, it’ll flare to life.

~ Maria V. Snyder

I think people believe in heaven because they don't like the idea of dying, because they want to carry on living and they don't like the idea that other people will move into their house and put their things into the rubbish.

~ Mark Haddon

I told him I believed in hell, and that certain people, like me, had to live in hell before they died, to make up for missing out on it after death, since they didn't believe in life after death, and what each person believed happened to him when he died.

~ Sylvia Plath

No one is actually dead until the ripples they cause in the world die away...

~ Terry Pratchett

If they tell you that she died of sleeping pills you must know that she died of a wasting grief, of a slow bleeding at the soul.

~ Clifford Odets

I know, too, that death is the only god who comes when you call.

~ Roger Zelazny

Sleep would be so welcome. A warm blanket of black to erase everything else. Sleep without dreams. I've heard people talk about the sleep of the dead. Is that what death would feel like? The nicest, warmest, heaviest never-ending nap? If that's what it's like, I wouldn't mind. If that's what dying is like, I wouldn't mind that at all.

~ Gayle Forman

Death, so called, is a thing which makes men weep, And yet a third of life is passed in sleep.

~ George Gordon Byron

Even in the grave, all is not lost.

~ Edgar Allan Poe

. . . owning a dog always ended with this sadness because dogs just don't live as long as people do.

~ John Grogan

The hour of departure has arrived, and we go our separate ways, I to die, and you to live. Which of these two is better only God knows.

~ Socrates

It was a hurting tune, resigned, a cry of heartache for all in the world that fell apart. As ash rose black against the brilliant sky, Fire's fiddle cried out for the dead, and for the living who stay behind to say goodbye.

~ Kristin Cashore

How could the death of someone you had never met affect you so?

~ Robert Galbraith

The death of a beloved is an amputation.

~ C.s. Lewis

Most men fear getting laughed at or humiliated by a romantic prospect while most women fear rape and death.

~ Gavin De Becker

It seems to me that if you or I must choose between two courses of thought or action, we should remember our dying and try so to live that our death brings no pleasure to the world.

~ John Steinbeck