Best 9776 quotes in «death quotes» category

I am not so much afraid of death, as ashamed thereof, 'tis the very disgrace and ignominy of our natures.

I am not in the least surprised that your impression of death becomes more lively, in proportion as age and infirmity bring it nearer. God makes use of this rough trial to undeceive us in respect to our courage, to make us feel our weakness, and to keep us in all humility in His hands.

I am prepared to meet my Maker. Whether my Maker is prepared for the great ordeal of meeting me is another matter.

I am ready to meet God face to face tonight and look into those eyes of infinite holiness, for all my sins are covered by the atoning blood.

I am stigmatized by a living death in which real death holds no terrors for me.

I am still of opinion that only two topics can be of the least interest to a serious and studious mood - sex and the dead.

I am spending delightful afternoons in my garden, watching everything living around me. As I grow older, I feel everything departing, and I love everything with more passion.

I am the first male member of my family for about three generations who can have reasonable confidence in expecting that I will leave this earth with more or less the same number of fingers, hands, legs, toes and eyes as I had when I was born.

I announce the great individual, fluid as Nature, chaste, affectionate, compassionate, fully armed; I announce a life that shall be copious, vehement, spiritual, bold, And I announce an end that shall lightly and joyfully meet its translation.

I ask a wreathwhich will not crush my head. And there is no hurry about it; I shall have, doubtless, a boom after my funeral, Seeing that long standing increases all things regardless of quality.

I balanced all, brought all to mind, the years to come seemed waste of breath, a waste of breath the years behind, in balance with this life, this death.

I begin to regard the death and mangling of a couple thousand men as a small affair, a kind of morning dash-and it may be well that we become so hardened.

I believe if I should die, And you should kiss my eyelids where I lie Cold, dead, and dumb to all the world contains, The folded orbs would open at thy breath, And from its exile in the Isles of Death Life would come gladly back along my veins.

I believe in the immortality of the soul because I have within me immortal longings.

I believe this thought, of the possibility of death - if calmly realised, and steadily faced would be one of the best possible tests as to our going to any scene of amusement being right or wrong.

I believe there are two sides to the phenomenon known as death, this side where we live, and the other side where we shall continue to live. Eternity does not start ith death. We are in eternity now.

I came alone in this world, I have walked alone in the valley of the shadow of death, and I shall quit alone when the time comes.

I can die when I wish to: that is my elixir of life.

I cannot be grasped in the here and now, For my dwelling place is much among the dead, As the yet unborn, Slightly closer to the heart of creation than usual, But still not close enough.

I cannot say, and I will not say That he is dead. He is just away. With a cheery smile, and a wave of the hand, He has wandered into an unknown land And left us dreaming how very fair It needs must be, since he lingers there. And you - oh you, who the wildest yearn For an old-time step, and the glad return, Think of him faring on, as dear In the love of There as the love of Here. Think of him still as the same. I say, He is not dead - he is just away.

I cannot remember the time when I have not longed for death. ... for years and years I used to watch for death as no sick man ever watched for the morning.

I can't think of a more wonderful thanksgiving for the life I've had than that everyone should be jolly at my funeral.

Ideas, like individuals, live and die. They flourish, according to their nature, in one soil or climate and droop in another. They are the vegetation of the mental world.

I care not, a man can die but once; we owe God and death.

I cherish the fantasy, even the hope, of adventures in other realms to come. But how can we choke out that most precious of all gifts, life, with the rope of religion around our necks? It chokes out freedom with dogma. It pinions us to the stake of superstition.

I decided to devote my life to telling the story because I felt that having survived I owe something to the dead. and anyone who does not remember betrays them again.

I cheerfully quit from life as if it were an inn, not a home; for Nature has given us a hostelry in which to sojourn, not to abide.

I [Death] was astonished to see him in Baghdad, for I had an appointment with him tonight in Samarra.

I depart from life as from an inn, and not as from my home. [Lat., Ex vita discedo, tanquam ex hospitio, non tanquam ex domo.]

I design for the woman who loves being a woman.

I design for real people. I think of our customers all the time. There is no virtue whatsoever in creating clothing or accessories that are not practical.

I didn't realize it, but the days came along one after another, and then two years were gone, and everything was gone, and I was gone.

I didn't attend the funeral, but I sent a nice letter saying I approved of it.

I desire to go to Hell and not to Heaven. In the former I shall enjoy the company of popes, kings and princes, while in the latter are only beggars, monks and apostles

I do not believe in personal immortality; it seems so unnecessary. Show me one man who deserves to live forever.

I died for Beauty--but was scarce Adjusted in the Tomb When One who died for Truth, was lain In an adjoining Room

I do not believe that any man fears to be dead, but only the stroke of death.

I die the king's faithful servant, but God's first.

I do not have a psychiatrist and I do not want one, for the simple reason that if he listened to me long enough, he might become disturbed.

I do not want the peace which passeth understanding, I want the understanding which bringeth peace.

I do not want to believe that death is the gateway to another life. For me, it is a closed door. I do not say it is a step we must all take, but that it is a horrible and dirty adventure.

I do not wish to die: but I care not if I were dead. [Lat., Emori nolo: sed me esse mortuum nihil aestimo.]

I don't want to be immortal through my works. I want to be immortal by not dying.

I don't know what's waiting for us when we die--something better, something worse. I only know I'm not ready to find out yet.

I don't mean to imply that I'm afraid of Death. I'm just not ready to go out on a date with him.

I don't mind about the dead ones. They're dead. The worst of it is, they cling to the living and won't let go.

I don't mind dying, the trouble is you feel so bloody stiff the next day.

I don't want to achieve immortality through my work. I want to achieve it through not dying.

I don't believe people die. They just go uptown. To Bloomingdales. They just take longer to get back.

I don't believe in God because I don't believe in Mother Goose.