All Quotes By Tag: Death

“He is terribly afraid of dying because he hasn’t yet lived.”

“After all, what’s a life, anyway? We’re born, we live a little while, we die.”

“I am afraid. Not of life, or death, or nothingness, but of wasting it as if I had never been.”

“Every widow wakes one morning, perhaps after years of pure and unwavering grieving, to realize she slept a good night’s sleep, and will be able to eat breakfast, and doesn’t hear her husband’s ghost all the time, but only some of the time. Her grief is replaced with a useful sadness. Every parent who loses a child finds a way to laugh again. The timbre begins to fade. The edge dulls. The hurt lessens. Every love is carved from loss. Mine was. Yours is. Your great-great-great-grandchildren’s will be. But we learn to live in that love.”

“Life is tragic simply because the earth turns and the sun inexorably rises and sets, and one day, for each of us, the sun will go down for the last, last time. Perhaps the whole root of our trouble, the human trouble, is that we will sacrifice all the beauty of our lives, will imprison ourselves in totems, taboos, crosses, blood sacrifices, steeples, mosques, races, armies, flags, nations, in order to deny the fact of death, the only fact we have. It seems to me that one ought to rejoice in the fact of death–ought to decide, indeed, to earn one’s death by confronting with passion the conundrum of life. One is responsible for life: It is the small beacon in that terrifying darkness from which we come and to which we shall return.”

“Madame, all stories, if continued far enough, end in death, and he is no true-story teller who would keep that from you.”

“Losing your life is not the worst thing that can happen. The worst thing is to lose your reason for living.”

“What is called a reason for living is also an excellent reason for dying.”

“A single death is a tragedy; a million deaths is a statistic.”

“If you live each day as it was your last, someday you’ll most certainly be right”

“The only position that leaves me with no cognitive dissonance is atheism. It is not a creed. Death is certain, replacing both the siren-song of Paradise and the dread of Hell. Life on this earth, with all its mystery and beauty and pain, is then to be lived far more intensely: we stumble and get up, we are sad, confident, insecure, feel loneliness and joy and love. There is nothing more; but I want nothing more.”

“In the end, it wasn’t death that surprised her but the stubbornness of life.”

“He died that day because his body had served its purpose. His soul had done what it came to do, learned what it came to learn, and then was free to leave.”

“No one here gets out alive.”

“I want words at my funeral. But I guess that means you need life in your life.”