Dying Quotes - Page 4

I should not really object to dying were it not followed by death.

Neighbours complaining about someone’s dog making an awful racket. You could hardly blame the poor beast, its owner had died in her bed at least a fortnight before and there hadn’t been much left of the old girl worth eating.

Like they just wanted to enjoy The Gus Waters Show while it was still in town.

Losing you're co-remember meant losing the memory itself.

So cold your tears freeze against your cheeks.

'It's not my fault,' I told Bear. 'I don't make the weather. You got a beef, take it up with God.'

That's what I've been doing a lot lately: taking it up with God.

Like: God, WTF?

May a man live well-, and long-enough, to leave many joyful widows behind him.

I breathe in. The water will wash my wounds clean. I breathe out. My mother submerged me in water when I was a baby, to give me to God. It has been a long time since I thought about God, but I think about him now. It is only natural. I am glad, suddenly, that I shot Eric in the foot instead of the head.

It's peculiar to me,' she said, 'that everybody pays so much attention to living and so little to dying. Why are these high-powered scientists always screwing around trying to prolong life instead of finding pleasant ways to end it? There must be a hell of a lot of people in the world like me-who want to die but haven't got the guts.

May you find comfort and peace in every situation.

Life is the only thing which can never be replaced when lost.

Everything is only a transition

No doubt my books too, like my mortal being, would eventually die, one day. But one has to resign oneself to dying. One accepts the thought that in ten years oneself, in a hundred years one's books, will not exist. Eternal duration is no more promised to books than it is to men.

It is early, early morning. It's that time when it's still dark but you know the day is coming. Blue is bleeding through black. Stars are dying.

All of these people, it was as if they were all turning to gold, all marked with an invisible X on their foreheads, as of course we are, too, the place and time yet to be determined. Yes, we are burning down; time is disintegrating.

I knelt in front of life, folded my hands and prayed for some more time; there couldn't be any. My heart bled and so did my tearful eyes.
Time, they say, flies, but I saw it slowly passing by taking each of my tardy breaths with it as it walked out of my life...

Making good use of our limited time - the limited time from birth to death, as well as our limited time each day - is the key to developing inner steadiness and calm.

Sex doesn't satisfy for a lifetime, the more you have it, the more you want it. And the more you have it, the more you die out.

She was a dead girl having the worst panic attack shed ever had. Not because she was afraid of dying, but because she knew that she would never live again.

Fear and hopelessness washed over her. She was looking her own mortality in the face, and it was a horrifying thing to do.

Death was not the scariest thing out there; no, the denial of it could be far worse.