Death Quotes

Your fear of death is but the trembling of the shepherd when he stands before the king whose hand is to be laid upon him in honour.

~ Kahlil Gibran

a man was on his way to the gallows when he met another, who asked him: where are you going, my friend? and the condemned man replied: i'm not going anywhere. they're taking me by force.

~ José Saramago

Dear as remembered kisses after death,And sweet as those by hopeless fancy feign'dOn lips that are for others; deep as love,Deep as first love, and wild with all regret;O Death in Life, the days that are no more!

~ Alfred Tennyson

We are graced with a godlike ability to transcend time and space in our minds but are chained to death.

~ Russell Shorto

Conner hadn’t liked leaving the gravesite with his father still not buried. But he’d learned from his grandmother’s funeral that you have to go. It’s expected. Nobody hangs around the cemetary. Grief—a little or a lot—is tucked into your pocket and carried away.

~ Kathleen Jeffrie Johnson

Everyone knows that part of the spirit descends to the afterworld, while part of it remains with the family, but we have a special belief about the spirit of a young woman who has died before her marriage that goes contrary to this. She comes back to prey upon other unmarried girls--not to scare them but to take them to the afterworld with her so she might have company.

~ Lisa See

Heaven is a place where all the dogs you've ever loved come to greet you.

~ Oliver Gaspirtz

Death was kind.” He drew a sharp breath. “But no father should have to give such a kindness to his child.

~ Mark Lawrence

Science ask facts and religion ask faith, humans are confused between life and death.

~ Santosh Kalwar

He said, Were he only like his sister—what a difference that would make! For there never was such a sweet and gentle lady! I hear her footsteps, as she goes about the world. I hear the swish-swish-swish of her silken gown and the jingle-jangle of the silver chain about her neck. Her smile is full of comfort and her eyes are kind and happy! How I long to see her! Who, sir? asked Paramore, puzzled. Why, his sister, John. His sister.

~ Susanna Clarke

Love is bitter, death is sweet.

~ Jack Kerouac

The fame of his likes circulates briskly but soon grows heavy and stale, and as for history it will limit his life story to the dash between two dates.

~ Vladimir Nabokov

The idea that all souls are mortal is the only notion surely terminating love and all its forms.

~ Criss Jami

Grief is like the ocean; it comes on waves ebbing and flowing. Sometimes the water is calm, and sometimes it is overwhelming. All we can do is learn to swim.

~ Vicki Harrison

What if it's as simple as one moment? One tiny thing, like that kiss on the rocks? What if I'd kissed him a little longer? Would he be alive right now? Or what if I'd stayed with him Friday night, what if I'd been with him… wherever he was?

~ Kristina Mcbride

When the sun shall be folded up, and when the stars shall fall, and when the mountains shall be made to pass away, and when the camels ten months gone with young shall be neglected, and when the seas shall boil, and when the souls shall be joined again to their bodies, and when the girl who hath been buried alive shall be asked for what crime she was put to death, and when the books shall be laid open, and when the heavens shall be removed, and when hell shall burn fiercely, and when paradise shall be brought near: every soul shall know what it hath wrought.

~ Anonymous

Every man believes to some extent that the world began when he was born and, at the moment of leaving it, suffers at having to let the Universe remain unfinished.

~ Maurice Druon

You may say suicide is a loss of control and cowardly. Foolish as it may sound, I am prepared to argue.

~ Dee Remy

It was said that life was cheap in Ankh-Morpork. This was of course, completely wrong. Life was often very expensive; you could get death for free.

~ Terry Pratchett

Harry lost any sense of where they were: Streetlights above him, yells around him, he was clinging to the sidecar for dear life. Hedwig’s cage, the Firebolt, and his rucksack slipped from beneath his knees —“No — HEDWIG!”The broomstick spun to earth, but he just managed to seize the strap of his rucksack and the top of the cage as the motorbike swung the right way up again. A second’s relief, and then another burst of green light. The owl screeched and fell to the floor of the cage.“No — NO!”The motorbike zoomed forward; Harry glimpsed hooded Death Eaters scattering as Hagrid blasted through their circle. —”But the owl lay motionless and pathetic as a toy on the floor of her cage.

~ J.k. Rowling

Death leaves cans of shaving cream half-used.

~ Haruki Murakami

I'm not courting death, I've far too many books left to read.

~ Alison Sinclair

June is gone. For the first time, the enormity of that hits me. Every muscle aches, my heart most of all. I am throbbing with how much I miss her. It hurts worse than anything. I don't know how I'm supposed to be expected to live day to day carrying this kind of pain. I don't know how I'm supposed to go out there, spread her ashes, and let her go.I want to stop running away from everything.I want to find something to run toward.

~ Hannah Harrington

I'll never be ready. Yet at the same time, you always want to reach the end. You can't fly to a destination and linger in the air. I want to reach the end of this thing, and I feel terrible about it.

~ Kaui Hart Hemmings

I want to tell the rebels that I am alive. That I'm right here in District Eight, where the Capitol has just bombed a hospital full of unarmed men, women and children. There will be no survivors. The shock I've been feeling begins to give way to fury. I want to tell people that if you think for one second the Capitol will treat us fairly if there's a cease-fire, you're deluding yourself. Because you know who they are and what they do. My hands go out automatically, as if to indicate the whole horror around me. This is what they do and we must fight back!President Snow says he's sending a message. Well I have one for him. You can torture us and bomb and burn our districts to the ground, but do you see that? One of the cameras follows where I point to the planes burning on the roof of a warehouse across from us. Fire is catching! I am shouting now, determined he will not miss a word of it, And if we burn, you burn with us!

~ Suzanne Collins

Romeo: Courage, man; the hurt cannot be much.Mercutio: No, 'tis not so deep as a well, nor so wide as a church-door; but 'tis enough, 'twill serve. Ask for me tomorrow, and you shall find me a grave man.

~ William Shakespeare

Pain, unless it is physical, was sold to you (by your culture).

~ Mokokoma Mokhonoana

I wish I could fly like that hawk, rising and falling with the still spaces in the air, far above all this sickness and death and evil.

~ Heather Day Gilbert

I wish I could recommend the experience of not being killed to everyone.

~ Tim Kreider

We are only an instant, that's true. But we are eternal.

~ Alice Hoffman

This was how an enemy should be dealt with: with a dagger, not a declaration.

~ George R.r. Martin

When it's my time, and the reaper calls my name, there will be no stink of fear on me, and my only wish will be to die with grace, covered in the blood of my enemies.

~ Cedric Nye

Death is a part of Life, they are dancing together the dance of infinity in front of the gates of Time. We can live our dreams as we are dreaming our future. Time is the Endless Consciousness

~ Grigoris Deoudis

The dead man is on the trolley and the woman collapses across his chest. That's what the ghouls want a shufti at, like at that Princess Diana's funeral, they want to scrutinise those who really knew her, to drink the misery out of their faces.

~ Irvine Welsh

...do you actually think that how long a person grieves is a measure of how much they loved someone?

~ David Wroblewski

Hell, I don't want to grow old at all. I never want to die.

~ Kate Millett

That's what death is, Danny thought: wanting to talk to someone and not being able to.

~ Jennifer Egan

I prefer my history dead. Dead history is writ in ink, the living sort in blood.Do you want to die old and craven in your bed?How else? Though not till I'm done reading.

~ George R.r. Martin

Poets never die, I thought. They just fail in the end.

~ Rick Yancey

In fact living is dying.

~ Guy De Maupassant