All Quotes By Tag: Death-and-dying
“A child said, What is the grass? fetching it to me with full hands;How could I answer the child?. . . .I do not know what it is any more than he.I guess it must be the flag of my disposition, out of hopeful green stuff woven.Or I guess it is the handkerchief of the Lord,A scented gift and remembrancer designedly dropped,Bearing the owner’s name someway in the corners, that we may see and remark, and say Whose?Or I guess the grass is itself a child. . . .the produced babe of the vegetation.Or I guess it is a uniform hieroglyphic,And it means, Sprouting alike in broad zones and narrow zones,Growing among black folks as among white,Kanuck, Tuckahoe, Congressman, Cuff, I give them the same, I receive them the same.And now it seems to me the beautiful uncut hair of graves.Tenderly will I use you curling grass,It may be you transpire from the breasts of young men,It may be if I had known them I would have loved them;It may be you are from old people and from women, and from offspring taken soon out of their mother’s laps,And here you are the mother’s laps.This grass is very dark to be from the white heads of old mothers,Darker than the colorless beards of old men,Dark to come from under the faint red roofs of mouths.O I perceive after all so many uttering tongues!And I perceive they do not come from the roofs of mouths for nothing.I wish I could translate the hints about the dead young men and women,And the hints about old men and mothers, and the offspring taken soon out of their laps.What do you think has become of the young and old men?What do you think has become of the women and children?They are alive and well somewhere;The smallest sprouts show there is really no death,And if ever there was it led forward life, and does not wait at the end to arrest it,And ceased the moment life appeared.All goes onward and outward. . . .and nothing collapses,And to die is different from what any one supposed, and luckier.”
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“Science is: Knowing that what is, has always been. Science ain’t discovering anything new.”
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“To the wizard death is merely a belief.”
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“The music echoes in the emptiness. It reminds us where we came from and where we’re bound.”
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“Live your life in such a way that you’ll be remembered for your kindness, compassion, fairness, character, benevolence, and a force for good who had much respect for life, in general.”
“Remember, you are as dispensable as the most indispensable king of kings, the mighty lord of silly worldly men.”
“Till the time Mother Nature takes away what she had bestowed upon us for free – this wonderful gift, of life. Value it, while you have it.”
“It is no use dying, before one does.”
“Live joyfully this life. Once gone, who knows if we ever get it back. Atheists think we do not. Mystics say you will. Either way, chill.”
“After you die, a rare friend or family member may carry your memory throughout life. Most will forget you. As if you were never here.”
“The aim of all life is death. Life is the apprenticeship that we serve preparing for death. Life is the fleeting spark of divinity that precedes a deathless eternity.”
“My life is never influenced by death because I am full of resurrections after so many spiritual and emotional demises”
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“A man dies, girl, he isn’t any more, least not down here. Respect and all that crap doesn’t deserve the dead; it just makes the living feel better. The dead one, maybe he is somewhere else– maybe all he needs to be somewhere else is to believe he will be somewhere else. I won’t deny a man his belief, and I don’t know any more’n you about souls and all that stuff. But I know this: Speaking good or bad about something that isn’t anymore is a bloody waste of time. I can’t feature Saint Peter sitting up there saying: ‘Hey, Adam, there’s folks bad-mouthing you down there. What’d you do to merit that?”
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“You dont die just once, Because you are a human being with emotions you die many times in your lifetime before you actually die. Most of the times you alone mourn on those little deaths.”
“Memories are of the ethereal, and not the material world, that is how I know I am forever.”
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