All Quotes By Tag: Death

“Just know I amNot there to catch youBut I am there for you”

“We have long become overgrown with calluses; we no longer hear people being killed. (“X”)”

“And often the worst thing wasn’t the victims–they were dead, after all, and beyond any more pain. The worst thing was those who loved them and survived them. Often the walking dead from now on, shell-shocked, hearts ruptured, stumbling through the remainder of their lives without anything left inside of them but blood and organs, impervious to pain, having learned nothing except that the worst things did, in fact, sometimes happen. (Mystic River)”

“Bod shrugged. “So?” he said. “It’s only death. I mean, all of my best friends are dead.”

“Someone dying asks if there is life after death. Yes, comes the answer, only not yours.”

“The only education in grief that any of us ever gets is a crash course. Until Caroline had died I had belonged to that other world, the place of innocence, and linear expectations, where I thught grief was a simple, wrenching realm of sadness and longing that graduallu receded. What that definition left out was the body blow that loss inflicts, as well as the temporary madness, and a range of less straightforward emotions shocking in their intensity.”

“…She kissed me on my thin lips and all my words were pushed back into my mouth. “I don’t want to die,” she whispered, “but I need to lose the shackles of this multitude of hearts.”

“For the first time in my life I tasted death, and death tasted bitter, for death is birth, is fear and dread of some terrible renewal.”

“You are going to end up as one of those sad old men who poke around in rubbish bins.”“I’m going to end up in a hole in the ground… And so are you. So are we all.”

“Let’s talk of graves, of worms, and epitaphs;Make dust our paper and with rainy eyesWrite sorrow on the bosom of the earth,Let’s choose executors and talk of wills”

“Modern romance, like Greek tragedy, celebrates the mystery of dismemberment, which is life in time. The happy ending is justly scorned as a misrepresentation; for the world, as we know it, as we have seen it, yields but one ending: death, disintegration, dismemberment, and the crucifixion of our heart with the passing of the forms that we have loved.”

“So long as human beings stay human, death and life are the same thing.”

“…but there they lay, sprawled across the field, craved far more by the vultures than by wives.”

“The reaper does not listen to the harvest.”

“Man,” he said, “I’m not afraid of graveyards. The dead are just, you know, people who wanted the same things you and I want.””What do we want?” I asked blurrily.”Aw, man, you know,” he said. “We just want, well, the same things these people wanted.””What was that?”He shrugged. “To live, I guess,” he said.”