Death - Quotes
Cowards die many times before their deaths;
The valiant never taste of death but once.
Often death takes us before we have had the chance to taste love because when love is right in front of us we were too busy looking for it elsewhere.
The present system means joyless drudgery, semi- starvation, rags and premature death; and they vote for it and uphold it. Let them have what they vote for! Let them drudge and let them starve!
It seems you'll become the death of me
I suffocate with you when I take in oxygen.
But I just can't stop, don't let me go,
play and hold onto me forever
You know how women talk about having babies? This one had an easy delivery, this one had it hard? [...] Death is like that, too.
Fearing death meant also fearing life, which stole all meaning from the act of living.
There`s no merit in discipline under ideal circumstances. I`ll have it in the face of death, or it`s useless.
They say that in the second before our death, each of us understands the real reason for our existence, and out of that moment, Heaven or Hell is born. Hell is when we look back during that fraction of a second and know that we wasted an opportunity to dignify the miracle of life. Paradise is being able to say at that moment: "I made some mistakes, but I wasn`t a coward. I lived my life and did what I had to do."
When dealt one of life’s terrible blows - the death of a parent, the end of a relationship, the positive test result, the guilty verdict, the final step off the tall building - there comes a moment of light-headedness, almost of euphoria, as the string which tethers us to our hopes is cut and we bounce off in another direction, briefly powered by the momentum of release.
The reason dying is so easy is because death has no meaning. [...] And the reason death has no meaning is because life has no meaning.
If life in itself were a valuable possession and decidedly preferable to non-existence, the gate need not be occupied by such terrible guards as death and its terrors. But who would persevere in life as it is, if death were less frightful? And who could even so much as endure the thought of death, if life were a joy?
Love is a feeling that is really hard to explain, but it's the greatest feeling you could ever have. But love could also cause death because love is so powerful it can make people lose their mind sometimes.