All Quotes By Tag: Death

“What are you doing to me?” he asked the crow, tearful. Teaching you how to fly. “I can’t fly!” You’re flying right now. “I’m falling!” Every flight begins with a fall, the crow said.”

“People have gotten used to living a botched-up life — to be anxious, insecure, hateful, jealous, and in various states of unpleasantness through the day — slowly humanity has begun to see it as normal. None of these things are normal. These are abnormalities. Once you accept them as part of life they become normal because the majority has joined the gang of unpleasantness. They are all saying, “Unpleasantness is normal. Being nasty to each other is normal. Being nasty to myself is normal.” Someone trusted that you would be doing good things at least to yourself and said, “Do unto others what you do unto yourself.” I am telling you, never do unto others what you are doing to yourself! By being with people, I know what they are doing to themselves is the worst thing. Fortunately, they are not doing such horrible things to others. Only once in a while they are giving a dose to others, but to themselves they are giving it throughout the day.”

“These are the ushers of Martius: before himHe carries noise, and behind him he leaves tears.Death, that dark spirit, in’s nervy arm doth lie,Which being advanc’d, declines, and then men die.”

“I’m one of those who doesn’t think there is much differencebetween an atomic scientist and a man who cleans the crappersexcept for the luck of the draw – parents with enough money to point you toward a moregenerous death.of course, some come through brilliantly, butthere are thousands, millions of others, bottled up, keptfrom even the most minute chance to realize their potential.”

“If they succeed, it will not matter if Man becomes immortal.He will have nothing to live for.”

“You never know these days. Uninvited guests may force you to take an unplanned trip to an unknown destination; doesn’t hurt to be in your Sunday clothes.”

“Awareness of mortality exerts a unique power to focus the mind and heart on essentials.”

“Jail’s are a spooky place,” remarked Bill, trying to match the pace of detective Adam.”Oh that is nothing in front of the ultimate fear” replied detective Adam.”Ultimate fear?””Funny thing that, the ultimate fear is also the ultimate relief.””Which is?””Death”

“Men may perish, but the world will neither celebrate nor mourn. It will go on.’ His smile thinned. ‘Would you like to know how?”No.”Animals will swell to fill the void left by men,” he told her. ‘And over-swell it, perhaps. There will be other extinctions and other recoveries. The sky will clear, but those who see it will not marvel at its many colors. Those ruins will collapse, burying treasures like this-‘ He waved at the walls. ‘-and this-‘ He picked up the spoon from her coffee tray and tossed it down again with a clatter. ‘-forever, but the world will go on. Years become centuries so easily when no one is there to count them. Centuries become millennia. The forests will reclaim the lands that Men have razed. Rivers will carve canyons across the scars left by this fallen cities. Mountains will rise up, trapping seas to dry under and uncaring sun and leaving the bones of whales to bleach in the newborn deserts for no one to find, no one to be inspired by thoughts of giants and dragons. And still the worlds will go on, and I will go on with it through ages that can only be measured by the coming and going of glaciers. The stars themselves will shift in the heavens and no one will be there to invent names for their new alignments or remember the stories of the old ones, no one but me. In time, the sun itself will begin to cool. Here on Earth, the world goes on and on as its remaining life passes through its last changes and dies away. It will be quiet. And lonely.’ His mouth curved into a bitter line. ‘But I’ll live.”Stop it,’ Lan whispered through numb lips.’I read once that the sun will someday swell and engulf this world before it burns itself out. Perhaps I will finally die with it. Or perhaps I’ will continue to endure… my ashes pulled eternally apart through the frozen vacuum of space, and I with no more mouth to scream… still alive.”

“It’s as if I had been going downhill when I thought I was going uphill. That’s how it was. In society’s opinion I was heading uphill, but in equal measure life was slipping away from me… And now it’s all over. Nothing left but to die!” “So what’s it all about? What’s it for? It’s not possible. It’s not possible that life could have been as senseless and sickening as this. And if it has really been as sickening and senseless as this why do I have to die, and die in agony? There’s something wrong. Maybe I didn’t live as I should have done?” came the sudden thought. “But how can that be when I did everything properly?” he wondered, instantly dismissing as a total impossibility the one and only solution to the mystery of life and death.”

“… a heart can be broken, but it keep on beating, just the same.”

“The battle with the gods thus hinges on our own mortality! Creativity is a yearning for immortality.”

“You had once asked me if I was afraid of death. I said I was afraid of not living. I don’t want to eke out my life like a resource in short supply. The only selfish life is a timid one. To hold back, to withdraw, to keep the best in reserve, both overvalues the self, and undervalues what the self is.”

“While he was waiting, leaning on the counter at a coffee place, he remembered the dream he’d had the night before about Antonio Jones, who had been dead for several years now. As before, he asked himself what Jones could have died of, and the one answer that occurred to him was old age. One day, walking down some street in Brooklyn, Antonio Jones had felt tired, sat down on the sidewalk, and a second later stopped existing.”

“The Angel of Death is the invisible Angel of Life. ”