Best 9776 quotes in «death quotes» category

Call immediately. Time is running out. We both need to do something monstrous before we die.

Call no man happy till he is dead.

Can we wonder that men perish and are forgotten, when their noblest and most enduring works decay? Death comes even to monumental structures, and oblivion rests on the most illustrious names.

Capital punishment is our society's recognition of the sanctity of human life.

Capital punishment is the most premeditated of murders, to which no criminal's deed, however calculated can be compared. For there to be an equivalency, the death penalty would have to punish a criminal who had warned his victim of the date at which he would inflict a horrible death on him and who, from that moment onward, had confined him at his mercy for months. Such a monster is not encountered in private life.

Cause I swear that I'm dying, slowly but its happening.

Certainlie these things agree, The Priest, the Lawyer, & Death all three: Death takes both the weak and the strong. The lawyer takes from both right and wrong, And the priest from living and dead has his Fee.

Certain, when I was born, so long ago, Death drew the tap of life and let it flow; And ever since the tap has done its task, And now there's little but an empty cask.

Change the emphasis, turn your attention around. If you become concerned with death, your life comes to be revealed to you for the first time, because the moment you become at ease with death you have gained a life that cannot die. The moment you have known death, you have known that life which is eternal.

Cherry trees will blossom every year; But I'll disappear for good, One of these days.

Children and old people and the parents in between should be able to live together, in order to learn how to die with grace, together. And I fear that this is purely utopian fantasy.

Choose to see death as simply removing a garment or moving from one room to another... it's merely a transition.

Christ never preached any funeral sermons.

Cigarettes don't kill people - cancer kills people.

Cold Mountain Buddhas Han Shan Wait without thought, for you are not ready for thought: So the darkness shall be the light, and the stillness be dancing. Whisper of running streams, and winter lightning. The wild thyme unseen and the wild strawberry, The laughter in the garden, echoed ecstasy Not lost, but requiring, pointing to the agony Of death and birth.

Color does not add a pleasant quality to design - it reinforces it.

Come lovely and soothing death, Undulate round the world, serenely arriving, arriving, In the day, in the night, to all, to each, Sooner or later, delicate death.

Come my spade. There is no ancient gentlemen but gardeners, ditchers, and grave-makers; they hold up Adam's profession.

Come to the sunset tree! The day is past and gone; The woodman's axe lies free, And the reaper's work is done.

Come to the bridal-chamber, Death! Come to the mother's, when she feels, For the first time, her first-born's breath! Come when the blessed seals That close the pestilence are broke, And crowded cities wail its stroke!

coming to the end of spring / my grandmother kicks off her shoes / steps out of her faltering body.

Comrades mine and I in the midst, and their memory ever to keep for the dead I loved so well.

Corpses are more fit to be thrown out than is dung.

Consistency is contrary to nature, contrary to life. The only completely consistent people are dead.

Cosmic upheaval is not so moving as a little child pondering the death of a sparrow in the corner of a barn.

Courage is no good: It means not scaring others. Being brave Lets no one off the grave. Death is no different whined at than withstood.

Complete adaptation to environment means death. The essential point in all response is the desire to control environment.

Cowardice, as distinguished from panic, is almost always simply a lack of ability to suspend the functioning of the imagination. Learning to suspend your imagination and live completely in the very second of the present with no before and no after is the greatest gift a soldier can acquire.

Crack'd in pieces by malignant Death.

Cowards die many times before their deaths; The valiant never taste of death but once. Of all the wonders that I yet have heard, It seems to me most strange that men should fear; Seeing that death, a necessary end, Will come when it will come.

Cowards die many times before their actual deaths.

Cowards die many times before their deaths; the valiant never taste of death but once.

Cursed is the man who dies, but the evil done by him survives.

Dead men may envy living mites in cheese, Or good germs even. Microbes have their joys, And subdivide, and never come to death.

Dead man, dead man When will you arise? Cobwebs in your mind Dust upon your eyes

Dead, hung up indoors, the kingfisher will not indicate a favoring wind, or avert the thunderbolt.

Death came with friendly care; The opening bud to heaven conveyed, And bade it blossom there.

Dead people are all on the same level.

Dear beauteous death, the jewel of the just.

Death a friend that alone can bring the peace his treasures cannot purchase, and remove the pain his physicians cannot cure.

Death augments distance and dulls the memory. Death reconciles.

Death deserves dignity.

Death did not first strike Adam, the first sinful man, nor Cain, the first hypocrite, but Abel, the innocent and righteous. The first soul that met with death, overcame death; the first soul that parted from earth went to heaven. Death argues not displeasure, because he whom God loved best dies first, and the murderer is punished with living.

Death doesn't affect the living because it has not happened yet. Death doesn't concern the dead because they have ceased to exist.

Death doesn't change anything. It just gives you a new location. The physical mind dissolves. But the overriding state of mind that you die in is the state of mind that you are born into.

Death eats up all things, both the young lamb and old sheep; and I have heard our parson say, death values a prince no more than a clown.

Death! great proprietor of all! 'tis thine To tread out empire, and to quench the stars.

Death happens but once, yet we feel it every moment of our lives; it is worse to dread it than to suffer it.

Death is a convention, a certification to the end of pain, something for the vital statistics book, not binding upon anyone but the keepers of graveyard records.

Death is a great revealer of what is in a man, and in its solemn shadow appear the naked lineaments of the soul.