Best 657 quotes in «life and death quotes» category

Hope as evidence of life. Life as evidence of death.

I am just a leaf. Just a leaf falling from the tree so that a new bud may grow.

I am Josephine Darly, and I intend to live forever.

i am n0t aFraiD oV deaTh , I juX dun waNna Be thEre weN iT haPpeNZ !

I am longing for you in life and in death As the moon is longing for night and life is longing for breath

I am so glad that God miraculously save my life at near-death.

iar omul cel nou fu năpădit de o cumplită tristețe, gândindu-se la moartea murind în clipa vieții, la întreaga goană de forțe sleitoare ale morții în goana de a-și recâștiga pierdutul, și bucurându-se doar la gândul că, fie ce-o fi, dreptatea se împlinește la capătul vieții omului și moartea își e redată sieși.

I came to understand the most intriguing irony of life, that the most intimate partner of life is death. (Page 94)

I'd been living luminously between two eternities of darknness.

I closed my eyes. I used to think I was protecting the world, too. But it wasn't that simple. Nothing was. Who were we to decide that anyone or anything didn't deserve the spark of life they had been given?

If I Could Read The Last Page of My Life....

I do not fear death. I fear dying incomplete

I feel the reason we are all here, our purpose of being, is to help others find their little piece of happiness and heaven right here on earth...

If I had a choice, I wouldn’t be here… I wouldn’t be anywhere.

I don't remember when i was born. Death I haven't experienced yet. All I know is I'm here now and right up until my used by date comes , I'm going to shake that tree of life until every leaf falls off.

If it was the last sunset i will ever see, I will keep running in the West, i won't let that sun to set

If I were to believe in God enough to call him a murderer, then I might also believe enough that he, as a spirit, exists beyond death; and therefore only he could do it righteously. For the physical being kills a man and hatefully sends him away, whereas God, the spiritual being, kills a man and lovingly draws him nigh.

If i were to lose a friend...then i couldn't die in peace!

If I was drowning you would part the sea And risk your own life to rescue me . . .

If the inevitably of human oblivion worries you, I encourage you to ignore it. God knows that's what everyone else does.

If only certain things had been preventable, his life would have unfurled in front of him as intended, like a lush Oriental carpet. No surprises, no detours. Just a thick tapestry of days and nights that at the end of his time on earth, he could roll up and proudly claim as his own.

If your life was complete, you'd be dead.

If you have a warm and caring heart, you're loved ones will ensure you never depart. For long after you've turned that final page you'll still be right there on center stage.

If there is an afterlife, I want my soul intact. And then maybe I'll see you there."I smiled, somehow calm now that I was facing something inevitable. I was getting the good-bye I'd always wanted. - Nikki

If there is one thing I have learned, from loving Jessamine and even from the evil tasks you have made me do, it is that all forms of life are worthy of compassion.

If you make every game a life-and-death thing, you’re going to have problems. You’ll be dead a lot.

If you still have fear, you love life

I have spent much of my life around death. I have sat with people as they died. I have listened to others relate near-death experiences. I have studied theology and am aware of what scriptures and religions say about life and death. And I have come to the conclusion that death is not to be feared. Moreover, when it is time for me to move out of this tenement in which I am housed, I intend to look forward to it joyfully.

I have always felt insignificant while thinking in-terms of Deep time, I have always dreaded the fact that however much we struggle, the monuments we build to keep us alive even after we are gone will be erased just in a snap of fingure or a blink of an eye and we will be no more.

I died to the inorganic state and became endowed with growth, and then I died to vegetable growth and attained to the animal. I died from the animality and became Adam; why, then, should I fear? When have I become less by dying? At the next remove, I shall die to man, that I may soar and lift my head amongst the angels. And I must escape even from the state of the angel; everything is perishing except His Face.

I hope to die with dignity and not be on my death bed pondering the afterlife wearing a diaper named Depends.

I imagine we're safe, happy, and truly in love. And I imagine that I can tell her without shame and stigma attached to my words. I imagine it because I don't know if I'll survive long enough to be able to live it.

I just want to be enough for you, but I never can be. This can never be enough for you. But this is all you get. You get me, and your family, and this world. This is your life. I'm sorry if it sucks. But you're not going to be the first man on Mars and you're not going to be an NBA star, and you're not going to hunt Nazis.

I know life well enough to know you can't count on things staying around or standing still, no matter how much you want them to. You can't stop people from dying. You can't stop people from going away. You can't stop yourself from going away either.

I know, for example, that Mr. Petersen did not experience the flow of time in the same way that I did during those last sixteen months. He told me often, particularly towards the end, that for him time had become a slow, peaceful drift. If I had to guess why this was the case, I'd say that maybe it was because this was time he never expected to have. Or maybe it was more than he was now letting time drift. There was a certain type of contentment in his outlook, which never strayed too far into the future. His life had become simple and uncluttered, and when you're living like that, I think time can seem to stretch out for ever. Matters only change when you start fretting about all the things you need to get done. The more stuff you try to force into it, the less accommodating time becomes.

I know you are afraid; you are afraid to get hurt again. But I also know that you are not meant to grieve forever.

I'm not afraid of dying, I'm afraid of not living." -Jared Alexander

I'll be around my whole life. That's a long time to me.

I'll never leave this Earth without a fight or at least pretend to for all of those in sight.

I’m looking for the exit.” “The Last Exit to Brooklyn, will it be?” “Er, no! Just the way out.” From "One man in his time

I'm sucking on a cancer stick trying to think of something inspiring to say to help someone have a better life. That's "Irony".

I’m sorry, but your friend is gone. Now, you need to get your shit together or we all gonna be gone, too.

I never realized how much I loved life until I knew it was being taken away.

I needed to tell him, silently, that things might change, grow, or fail, but that life did go on. That we were all part of some great cycle, some pattern that it was only God's purpose to understand.

I pushed my over-taxed muscles even harder. I could already hear the sound of the heavy wheels that moved the doors into place. And I knew I was not going to make it . . .

In order to tame death, they refuse to completely enjoy life. In rejecting complete enjoyment, they are half-dead in advance - and that with no guarantee that their sacrifice will actually benefit them when all is done.

In our lives we know joy, anger, sorrow, and a hundred other emotions, but these emotions altogether occupy a bare one per cent of our time. The remaining ninety-nine per cent is just living in waiting.

İnsanın oturup, soyut ve teorik planda kendi ölümünü mutlaka bir yokoluş olarak düşünmesi zor olmayabilir; ama aynı şeyi gözünde canlandırması bütünüyle imkansızdır: çünkü bunu yapmak kendi yok oluşunu tasarlamak -bir başka deyişle yokluğunu tasarlamak, yokluğu gözde canlandırmak demektir ki insan zihni bunu yapabilecek güçte değildir. Bize ölümden sonraki hayata inanmayı öğretenler felsefeciler ve peygamberler değildir; onların bütün yaptığı, insanlık kadar eski fıtri bir kavrayışa biçim ve manevi içerik kazandırmaktır.

In the end, age in numbers is no more than an empty bag. The only way to truly tell a person's years is by examing the contents they have filled it with.

I recall no arrangement, Mau, no bargain, covenant, agreement or promise. There is what happens, and what does not happen. There is no 'should