Best 9776 quotes in «death quotes» category

Despite the staunchest, most venerable defenses, we can never completely subdue death anxiety: it is always there, lurking in some hidden ravine of the mind.

Devoutly to be wish'd. To die, to sleep; To sleep, perchance to dream—For in that sleep of death what dreams may come,When we have shuffled off this mortal coil, Must give us pause, there's the respect, That makes calamity of so long life

Die, v.: To stop sinning suddenly.

Die while alive And be thoroughly dead. Then do what you will, All is good.

Dishonor will not trouble me, once I am dead.

Disease generally begins that equality which death completes.

Distance of Time and Place do really cure what they seem to aggravate; and taking Leave of our Friends resembles taking Leave of the World, concerning which it hath been often said, that it is not Death but Dying which is terrible.

Doctors can do almost anything nowadays, can't they, unless they kill you while they're trying to cure you.

Do not fear death, but welcome it, since it too comes from nature. For just as we are young and grow old, and flourish and reach maturity, have teeth and a beard and grey hairs, conceive, become pregnant, and bring forth new life, and all the other natural processes that follow the seasons of our existence, so also do we have death. A thoughtful person will never take death lightly, impatiently, or scornfully, but will wait for it as one of life's natural processes.

Do not fear death so much but rather the inadequate life.

Do not grieve. Misfortune will happen to the wisest and best of men. Death will come, always out of season. It is the command of the Great Spirit, and all nations and people must obey. What is past and cannot be prevented should not be grieved for... Misfortunes do not flourish particularly in our lives - they grow everywhere.

Do not ... hope wholly to reason away your troubles; do not feed them with attention, and they will die imperceptibly away. Fix your thoughts upon your business, fill your intervals with company, and sunshine will again break in upon your mind.

Do not save your loving speeches For your friends till they are dead; Do not write them on their tombstones, Speak them rather now instead.

Do not say that every day you spend on this earth is a day closer to dying. Every day you spend on this earth is a day closer to finally living.

Do not stand at my grave and cry, I am not there; I did not die.

Do not sit idle, for indeed death is seeking you

Don't be afraid of death; be afraid of an unlived life. You don't have to live forever, you just have to live.

Don't be afraid of death so much as an inadequate life.

Don't be afraid to take a chance, to jump. Because death will always swallow you up anyway. Death is a friend; it encourages us to become aware, to become free.

Don't die with your music still inside.

Don't depend on death to liberate you from your imperfections. You are exactly the same after death as you were before. Nothing changes; you only give up the body. If you are a thief or a liar or a cheater before death, you don't become an angel merely by dying. If such were possible, then let us all go and jump in the ocean now and become angels at once! Whatever you have made of yourself thus far, so will you be hereafter. And when you reincarnate, you will bring that same nature with you. To change, you have to make the effort. This world is the place to do it.

Don't send me flowers when I'm dead. If you like me, send them while I'm alive.

Don't want to end up a cartoon in a cartoon grave yard.

Don't you be afraid, sweetheart. Death is just a part of life, something we're all destined to do.

Do the thing you fear most and the death of fear is certain.

Doth not a man die even in his birth? The breaking of prison is death, and what is our birth, but a breaking of prison?

Drive your cart and plow over the bones of the dead.

Dyin' ain't much of a livin'.

Dying is a troublesome business: there is pain to be suffered, and it wrings one's heart; but death is a splendid thing -a warfare accomplished, a beginning all over again, a triumph. You can always see that in their faces.

Dying is a very simple thing. I've looked at death and really I know. If I should have died it would have been very easy for me. Quite the easiest thing I ever did. But the people at home do not realize that. They suffer a thousand times more.

During the air war of 1944, a four-man combat crew on a B-17 bomber took a vow to never abandon one another no matter how desperate the situation. The aircraft was hit by flak during a mission and went into a terminal dive, and the pilot ordered everyone to bail out. The top turret gunner obeyed the order, but the ball turret gunner discovered that a piece of flak had jammed his turret and he could not get out. The other three men in his pact could have bailed out with the parachutes, but they stayed with him until the plan hit the ground and exploded. They all died.

Dying is easy, it's living that scares me to death.

Dying is such a waste of good health.

Dying is the most embarrassing thing that can ever happen to you, because someone's got to take care of all your details.

Dying ain't in people's plans, is it?

Dying is easy; it's living that's difficult.

Dying is not a sin. Not living is.

Dying was just an extended version of Ash Wednesday.

Dust to the dust! but the pure spirit shall flow Back to the burning fountain whence it came, A portion of the Eternal.

Dying is a really hard way to learn about life.

Dying is a wild night and a new road.

Dying seems less sad than having lived too little.

Each day is a little life: every waking and rising a little birth, every fresh morning a little youth, every going to rest and sleep a little death.

Each heart has its graveyard, each household its dead, And knells ring around us wherever we tread, And the feet that awhile made our pathway so bright Pass on to a land that is out of our sight.

Each man is afraid of his neighbor's disapproval - a thing which, to the general run of the human race, is more dreaded than wolves and death.

Earth, that nourished thee, shall claim Thy growth, to be resolved to earth again, And, lost each human trace, surrendering up Thine individual being, shalt thou go To mix forever with the elements, To be a brother to the insensible rock And to the sluggish clod, which the rude swain Turns with his share, and treads upon. The oak Shall send his roots abroad, and pierce thy mold.

Eat drink and be merry for tomorrow we may diet.

Earth has no sorrow that heaven cannot heal.

Earth knows no desolation. She smells regeneration in the moist breath of decay.

Dying is one of the few things that can be done as easily lying down.