All Quotes By Tag: Death

“One day we were born, one day we shall die, the same day, the same second.”

“Because honor still matters. Honor is what echoes.” His father’s words. But they are as empty on his lips as they feel in my ears. This was has taken everything from him. I see in his eyes how broken he is. how terribly hard he is trying to be his father’s son. If he could, he would choose to be back by the campfire we made in the highlands of the Institute. He would return to the days of glory when life was simple, when friends seemed true. But wishing for the past doesn’t clean the blood from either of our hands.”

“A short while later, as I stare down at the bodies of the six men I have just killed, I cannot help but wonder: Do I love killing? Of a certainty, I love the way my body and weapons move as one; I revel in the knowledge of where to strike for maximum impact. And of a certainty, I am good at it.”

“I remember staying to look at it for a long time, as one would linger within reach of a consoling whisper. The sky was pearly grey. It was one of those overcast days so rare in the tropics, in which memories crowd upon one, memories of other shores, of other faces.”

“There is something more dangerous than the death of one’s body. It is “the undiscovered self”; being alive without knowing why.”

“Joan Wernick said she took two lessons from the crash. “You’re going to die when you’re supposed to die.”

“Pain has a threshold and so does death.”

“She’ll be waiting for me. Never before had he wanted immortality so badly.”

“So it is said, for him who understands Heavenly joy, life is the working of Heaven; death is the transformation of things. In stillness, he and the yin share a single Virtue; in motion, he and the yang share a single flow.”

“Nothing can dwindle to nothing, as Nature restores one thing from the stuff of another, nor does she allow a birth, without a corresponding death.”

“মরণ তোমার হার হল যে মনের কাছেভাবলে যারে কেড়ে নিলে সে যে দেখি মনেই আছেমনের মাঝেই বসে আছে।আমার মনের ভালবাসার কদমতলা-চার যুগেতেই বাজায় সেথা বংশী আমার বংশীওলা।বিরহের কোথায় পালা-কিসের জ্বালা?চিকন-কালা দিবস নিশি রাধায় যাচে।”

“Nakata had passed away calmly in his sleep, most likely not thinking of anything. His face was peaceful, with no signs of suffering, regret, or confusion. Very Nakata-like, Hoshino concluded. But what his life really meant, Hoshino had no idea. Not that anybody’s life had more clear-cut meaning to it. What’s really important for people, what really has dignity, is how they die. Still, how you live determines how you die. These thoughts ran through his head as he stared at the face of the dead old man.”

“We were playing a game against an unknown and unforgiving opponent. The stakes were terrible—play well or die—but we didn’t even know the ground rules.”

“The city outside, so busy, so full of life, seemed in stark contrast to the deathly silence inside their home. It seemed…like a muffled silence, as if the house itself was holding its breath, waiting…”

“I think about death sometimes. Analytically, of course.”