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My wishes before I die, to fulfill my mission on earth; The writing of my life stories to inspired present and future generations.

Nature has granted man no better gift than the shortness of life. The senses grow dull, the limbs are numb, sight, bearing, gait, even the teeth and alimentary organs die before we do, and yet this period is reckoned a portion of life." - Pg. 82

Nature has endowed us with some measure of insanity to cope with the realities of daily life

Never ever try to look for the meaning of life. If you do, everything will become tasteless. Just stay where you are and be happy. Trust me, It's better to be in the illusion rather than in reality. So why spoil all the fun

Never judge a person how he died, but how he lived.

Nobody ever goes before their time.

No matter how rich or poor you are, all life will come to a sudden halt to travel into two types of destinations; Heaven and Hell.

Non è lo spettro della mia vita passata, si disse lei. È quello del futuro passato. È il fantasma della vita che ero sul punto di fare. Finché rimarrò qui, quel futuro non dovrà morire

Once the game is over,’ ” he says, “ ‘the king and the pawn go back in the same box.’ ” “In life and death we are equal.

Nothing matters when you are dead, and, you are dead when nothing matters.

No waiting the beyond, no peering toward it, but longing to degrade not even death; we shall learn earthliness, and serve its ends, to feel its hands about us like a friend's.

Odjednom me strah umiranja, a istodobno sam svjestan vlastite smrtnosti. I umjesto da me to natjera da živim, ta mi spoznaja crpi svu radost iz života i, zapravo, više se ne osjećam živim.

Once born, how long a man will live matters. Once dead, how long he has lived doesn’t.

One of the best parts of being a Guardian is that we get a chance to grow and change. We get to exist in both worlds. We know the secret of life and have the knowledge of death

One life, One love, One breath, One people, One chance to make a difference. If we are not one in LIFE we surely will be one on DEATH.

Our fate is determined in rooms that must be easy to clean

o There’s no way to really preserve a person when they’ve gone and that’s because whatever you write down it’s not the truth, it’s just a story. Stories are all we’re ever left with in our head or on paper: clever narratives put together from selected facts, legends, well edited tall tales with us in the starring roles.

Our legacy is not found in all the 'stuff' we’ve accumulated on our life’s journey. It’s written in the memories of those whose lives we’ve touched along the way.

Pale Death with impartial tread beats at the poor man's cottage door and at the palaces of kings.

People don’t always value life, even their own, as much as they should.

peace of mind and heart arrives when we accept what is: having been born into this strange life we must accept the wasted gamble of our days and take some satisfaction in the pleasure of leaving it all behind.

People have a courage to die, but don't have a courage to live.

People those enjoy life never thought about death and those thought about death never enjoy life.

Perhaps that is why we love life so much, Anjin-san. You see, we have to. Death is part of our air and see and earth.

Perhaps we’re back at the frontiers only of science here, and there’s nothing supernatural about it – just the emergence, through a thinning divide, of physical space shared with all that’s thought dead and lost.

Science gives us the ability to pull back the skin of life and reveal the truth of things. It allows us to understand the mysteries of mountain-making and falling stars. But knowledge isn't meant to be held as a weapon in a battle to defy our fates and manipulate life over death. Evil lodges too easily in men's hearts. What will happen if they assume the power to create life?

Personally I don’t endorse the notion of mortality. It’s fine for other folk, but I disapprove of the concept for me and my loved ones. Seems unfair that we’re not allowed to vote on the matter and not one of us is excused. Who made up that rule?" - Kinsey Millhone

Per tutti e per ognuno, l'universo esiste solo perché lui, lei o loro hanno una coscienza con cui concepirlo. Viviamo, perciò, entro i confini della nostra comprensione. Eliminate la coscienza ed eliminerete la grandiosa totalità del mondo.

Pram wasn't told the story of her birth. But even as a very small girl, she felt deep in her chest that she was alive and dead at the same time.

Prisoner of Her Own Captivity

Por menos valor que tenha a vida quando é desperdiçada, vale, contudo, a pena defendê-la. Se assim não fosse, não custaria abandoná-la.

Pour ma part, même s'il m'était difficile de l'admettre, je menais la vie de ceux qui choisissent obstinément de mourir, mais qui espèrent que le monde se chargera de la besogne.

Remember me when I am gone away, Gone far away into the silent land; When you can no more hold me by the hand, Nor I half turn to go yet turning stay. Remember me when no more day by day You tell me of our future that you planned: Only remember me; you understand It will be late to counsel then or pray. Yet if you should forget me for a while And afterwards remember, do not grieve: For if the darkness and corruption leave A vestige of the thoughts that once I had, Better by far you should forget and smile Than that you should remember and be sad.

Say not: I live today, I shall die tomorrow. Divide not reality between life and death. Say: now I live and die.

Seek, and you will find your loved one. And where you find your loved one? You will find something even greater...Yourself!

She listens to the delicate fluttering of sparrows' wings, tiny messengers. The sound reminds her of life - struggling, beating, rising, flying, and now dissolving into space.

She promised him she would love him until she was physically unable to anymore and then after when all she could do was hold his photograph.

She spent a great deal of time staring into space, oppressed by the sense that she was waiting. But waiting for what? She did not know. Surely someone would call, someone must be needing her. Yet each day proceeded like the one before. Nothing intense, nothing desperate, ever happened. Time did not move. The home, the city, the nation, and life itself were eternal; still she had a foreboding that one day, without warning and without pity, all the dear, important things would be destroyed.

She sees tall, sensible Eleanor sitting out on a terrace at twilight, with bats circling above her head. She sees the Pargiter family rising and falling through the decades like swimmers battling the waves.’ Summer Lies Bleeding

She sucked up her tears and sniffled one last time. She wasn’t really ready, but she knew she had to be. She wiped her cheeks dry and summoned up all the courage she could muster. This was a matter of life and death. These strangers she was with would sooner leave her behind than risk their lives for her. She had to be tough, at least, for now.

Since your life evaporates quickly, it is wisdom to learn how to number your days. Not just to number your days but to make each passing day productive.

Someday you won't ever be seen again, but until then, make everyday an adventure.

-Skończyłam się. Wcale nie jestem smutna. Często się temu dziwiłam, ale nie miałam racji: dlaczegóż miałabym być smutna? Kiedyś byłam zdolna do dość pięknych namiętności. Namiętnie nienawidziłam swojej matki. A ciebie znowu – mówi z wyznaniem – ciebie kochałam namiętnie. Wszystko to oczywiście skończyło się. -Skąd o tym wiesz? -Wiem. Wiem, że już nigdy nie napotkam niczego i nikogo, kto mógłby wzbudzić moją namiętność. Wiesz, żeby móc kogoś pokochać, to całe przedsięwzięcie. Trzeba mieć energię, ciekawość, zaślepienie… jest nawet taka chwila na początku, kiedy trzeba przeskoczyć nad przepaścią: kto się zastanowi, nie zrobi tego. Wiem, że już nigdy nie skoczę. Obecnie żyję w otoczeniu moich martwych namiętności. Próbuję odnaleźć tę piękną wściekłość.

Some had come to look upon death as a mercy. Death meant warmth. Death was light. Life was cruel, cold, heavy and dark. Life was pain. Death was deliverance, and many would welcome it. Others doggedly clung to life and willed themselves to walk on.

Some people start to live when they die

Sometimes evil wins, nah, child. But it’s always fleeting. Just a temporary ripple in a sea of goodness, brought on by the carnal nature of greed ’n corruption. Sacrifice washes that ripple out in waves of love ’n light, and peace is found when justice is served, even for those who lose, ya hear?

Somethings are simply better left the way they are.

Sure, cried the tenant men, but it's our land. We measured it and broke it up. We were born on it, and we got killed on it, died on it. Even if it's no good, it's still ours. That's what makes it ours-being born on it, working it, dying on it.

Sometimes the rope seems the only option when at the bottom of the pit. Climb it to safety.

Sometimes I Wonder Where Those Spirits Go After Departing From The Bodies, Then I Realize, They Are All Around Us, In The Nature, Full of Spirits In Different Forms....