Famous Quotes

I looked at the stained-glass image of the lamb in the window above me, but that only reminded me that lambs are famous for being led to slaughter, or sometimes hanging out with lions in ill-advised relationships.

~ Maureen Johnson

The lucky ones are just born dead.

~ Chuck Palahniuk

For a moment amongst the crowd, I saw you. I've since found out it's common for people separated from someone they love to keep seeing that loved one amongst strangers; something to do with recognition units in our brain being too heated and too easily triggered. This cruel trick of the mind lasted only a few moments, but was long enough to feel with physical force how much I needed you.

~ Rosamund Lupton

When we see death, we see disaster. When Jesus sees death, he sees deliverance!

~ Max Lucado

I have every reason to be sad, but I don't have any reason to mourn. People grieve when things end. Nothing has ended tonight. One of us has simply gone ahead as we always knew it would have to be.

~ Samantha Sotto

A man dies when he refuses to stand up for that which is right.

~ Martin Luther King Jr.

What can I say? I prefer to die well informed.

~ Nalini Singh

Now that her spirit had left, I’d thought she would feel light. Then I realized it was the spirit that carries the weight of the body and not the other way around.

~ Jessica Maria Tuccelli

Death is but crossing the world, as friends do the seas; they live in one another still.

~ William Penn

They said she killed herself.Everyone was saying It. What started out as a rumor, quietly whispered among small gatherings of polite people, quickly grew into something that was openly discussed in a large gatherings of impolite people. I was so sick of hearing them talk about It. They questioned me. Over and over again, trying to find out If i knew what happened. But my answers didn't change. Yet It never failed-someone else would ask, as if one day my reply would suddenly be different. I didn't know, but i should have...and I've been haunted ever since.

~ Jessica Verday

Was it not worth the loss of a little immortality to have that strange mix of innocence and strength close to him?

~ Nalini Singh

The most ruthless of all humans are the ones cornered in by death.

~ Yuu Watase

Death cuts off possibilities. Even if they were possibilities you never meant to act on, it feels differentwhen they’re gone.

~ Eileen Wilks

Instead, he would make death his final project, the center point of his days. Since everyone was going to die, he could be of great value, right? He could be research. A human textbook. Study me in my slow and patient demise. Watch what happens to me. Learn with me.

~ Mitch Albom

He thought he saw some horses, too, and a clown, but it was the faces of all those dead raptors that really bothered him. And maybe that clown a little bit.

~ Vernon D. Burns

I was not, I was, I am not, I care not. (Non fui, fui, non sum, non curo)

~ Epicurus

Red lips are not so red as the stained stones kissed by the English dead.

~ Wilfred Owen

Death is no enemy, but the foundation of gratitude, sympathy, and art. Of all life's pleasures, only love owes no debt to death.

~ Anita Diamant

I exist here, now. I'm not much interested in the future. Or, more precisely put, I do not believe in the future. To exaggerate a little, I have no faith that I will still exist tomorrow or the day after. What is more, I absolutely detest retrospection. That dislike is balances only by my desire to make my way back home as quickly as possible.

~ Yohji Yamamoto

O my love, my wife!Death, that hath suck'd the honey of thy breathHath had no power yet upon thy beauty.

~ William Shakespeare

He is dead and I, the self serving coward that I am, still live. Life is not fair. There is no pattern. People die at random. Something everyone knows, but no one truly believes. They think that when it comes to them there will be a lesson, a meaning, a story worth telling. That death will come to them as a dread scholar, a fell knight, a terrible emperor.Death is a bored clerk, with too many orders to fill. There is no reckoning. No profound moment. It creeps up on us from behind, and snatches us away while we shit.

~ Joe Abercrombie

The foolish rush to end their lives.Only the steadfast soul survives.

~ Christine De Pizan

The people one loves should take all their things with them when they die.

~ Gabriel García Márquez

Because I could not stop for death he kindly stopped for me, or paused at least to strike a glancing blow with his sky-blue mouth as he passed.

~ Barbara Kingsolver

You've got to think of the fine times you had with your mate, not the moment of his perishin'. Every tear you shed now only wets his windin' sheet and disturbs his rest

~ L.a. Meyer

...a third [of three] had died in his bunk of natural causes--for a dagger in the heart quite naturally ends one's life.

~ R.a. Salvatore

Knackered inmates are easier to control than pumped-up ones. And dead inmates are even easier to control, if you follow me.

~ Alexander Gordon Smith

I was such a messed up person and he was still holding on.

~ Holly Hood

It's important to attend funerals. It is important to view the body, they say, and to see it committed to earth or fire because unless you do that, the loved one dies for you again and again.

~ Ann-Marie Macdonald

Yet the story of Orpheus, it occurs to me, is not just about the desire of the living to resuscitate the dead but about the ways in which the dead drag us along into their shadowy realm because we cannot let them go. So we follow them into the Underworld, descending, descending, until one day we turn and make our way back.

~ Meghan O'rourke

L.A. kills people.' Jacaranda said. 'You're lucky you're leaving. You'll be able to write.'She looked paler, going through another depression, smoking in bed in her lilac room. The walls were the color of her veins. She was getting too thin, even for the modeling. . .Jacaranda died last winter when the flowering trees were bare. You couldn't even tell which ones once cried the purple blossoms she named herself after.

~ Francesca Lia Block

Sprawled out on the front lawn Looking up at an ordinary sky It could fall on me and somehow be The day I didn't die

~ Nick Burd

In my world death will come chasing. In your world it will start whispering in your ear to destroy yourself. I know this because it started whispering to me when I was in the detention center.

~ Chris Cleave

أحمق من يستسلم للموت طالما الحياة ممكنة

~ منذر بدر حلوم

When your demon was yourself, there really was no way to fight or get rid of it.

~ Holly Hood

I think about dying every day, because I can't stop thinking about living.

~ Libba Bray

You have to be very deep to be dead, he thought, and I'm not. He began to have some concept of forever, and his mind shivered as his body had when he had wakened in the cold nights and thrust his hands between his thighs to keep warm. It will be a long night, he thought.

~ Peter S. Beagle

When (The World According To) Garp was published, people who’d lost children wrote to me. ‘’I lost one, too,’’ they told me. I confessed to them that I hadn’t lost any children. I’m just a father with a good imagination. In my imagination, I lose my children every day. (afterword)

~ John Irving

Prate not to me of suicide, Faint heart in battle, not for pride I say Endure, but that such end denied Makes welcomer yet the death that's to be died.

~ Stevie Smith

There's a psychological mechanism, I've come to believe, that prevents most of us from imagining the moment of our own death. For if it were possible to imagine fully that instant of passing from consciousness to nonexistence, with all the attendant fear and humiliation of absolute helplessness, it would be very hard to live. It would be unbearably obvious that death is inscribed in everything that constitutes life, that any moment of your existence may be only a breath away from being the last. We would be continuously devastated by the magnitude of that inescapable fact. Still, as we mature into our mortality, we begin to gingerly dip our horror-tingling toes into the void, hoping that our mind will somehow ease itself into dying, that God or some other soothing opiate will remain available as we venture into the darkness of non-being.

~ Aleksandar Hemon