Death Quotes - Page 13

I do not cling to life sufficiently to fear death.

People rarely bring flowers to a suicide.

Dead, we are revealed in our true dimensions, and they are surprisingly modest.

...When you die, the energy that kept you alive filters into the people you loved. Did you know that? It's like a fire you've tended all your life, and the sparks are all scattered into the wind.... That's why we survive as long as we do, because the people who loved us keep us going.

The dead do not hurt you; only the living do.

I look back to where my life had been. It's always risky to think of letting go. That's why this is the perfect ending. Nothing left to reconcile.

So since I'm still here livin',
I guess I will live on.
I could've died for love-
But for livin' I was born.

People die all the time. Life is a lot more fragile than we think. So you should treat others in a way that leaves no regrets. Fairly, and if possible, sincerely. It's too easy not to make the effort, then weep and wring your hands after the person dies.

We all know we're going to die; what's important is the kind of men and women we are in the face of this.

Desire is half of life; indifference is half of death.

I saw the years of my life spaced along a road in the form of telephone poles threaded together by wires. I counted one, two, three... nineteen telephone poles, and then the wires dangled into space, and try as I would, I couldn't see a single pole beyond the nineteenth.

You will have five hundred million little bells, and I shall have five hundred million springs of fresh water...

When was it I realized that, on this truly dark and solitary path we all walk, the only way we can light is our own? Although I was raised with love, I was always lonely.
Someday, without fail, everyone will disappear, scattered into the blackness of time.

There really is only one ending to any story. Human life ends in death. Until then, it keeps going and gets complicated and there's loss. Everything involves loss; every relationship ends in one way or another.

He said that we belonged together because he was born with a flower and I was born with a butterfly and that flowers and butterflies need each other for survival.

My reasons to live
Were my reasons to die
But at least they were mine
Now I've freedom unbound
Cut the laces of life

What will be left of all the fearing and wanting associated with your problematic life situation that every day takes up most of your attention? A dash, one or two inches long, between the date of birth and date of death on your gravestone.

Everybody know death is inevitably coming, but it never fails to catch everybody by surprise everytime one is going

Dying is only one thing to be sad over. Living unhappily is something else.

Not forever does the bulbul sing
In balmy shades of bowers,
Not forever lasts the spring
Nor ever blossom the flowers.
Not forever reigneth joy,
Sets the sun on days of bliss,
Friendships not forever last,
They know not life, who know not this.