Best 657 quotes in «life and death quotes» category

He had become the sky around the sun – alive, but not really there.

Helen, you would just have to sit still, close your eyes and think of me, and I would turn the universe inside out to find you. I would go anywhere and fight anything to get to you—witches, dragons, and even pirates. If I have to pass through a hundred lifetimes, I will do it to find you. I may be an old man and you may be an old woman. You may not even recognize me by the time it happens, but you will know and I will know, because nothing can separate us. We will always be together. I promise you. Now stop worrying.

he made the poor choice of deciding that he couldn't live either. You can make a better choice. You can choose to get up and live.

Here upon earth there is life, and then death, Dawn, and later nightfall, Fire, and the quenching of embers: But why should I not remember that my night is dawn in another part of the world, If the idea fits my fancy?

Hershey Pennsylvania was self-proclaimed as the “Sweetest Place On Earth,” but less advertised than chocolate, it was also home to one of the state’s largest Children’s Hospitals. The streets lined with Hershey Kiss–shaped streetlamps that led excited children and families on vacation to chocolate tour rides and rollercoasters were the same exact streets that led anxious children and families to x-rays and MRIs on the worsts days of their lives. Chocolate was being created on the same street that childhood diseases were being diagnosed. And that was life. The sweetest of sensations and the deepest of devastations live next door to each other.

He's extremely dehydrated and we'll need to get fluids into him as soon as possible if he's to have a hope of surviving

He’s weak, afraid and dumber than your dog. Besides, you gonna bet the farm on a pig? The Alien Club

He thought back to everything that happened the night before: the hooded men, the chase, his tired heart and weak legs. The very moment in which Mathias realized it was over, when he'd decided to sacrifice his own life in order to save the young man by his side, the monk had found something fundamental inside himself. Deep in his soul, in that hidden place that can only be discovered when a person finds himself poised on the edge of the abyss, gasping what he thought was his last breath, he'd suddenly seen it. Only then did he realize what he held dearest in his heart. Because the last thing to cross his mind, what he'd thought about the moment he'd spun around, prepared to impale himself on the blade, had been a face. No thoughts of God or faith or any other saint. A face. That's when everything became clear.

He wore the memory of her embrace like armor, and though he knew it would not save his life, it would be all that was left to him to ease his passage into whatever lay beyond.

His absence seemed a solid thing, a burden I must carry in addition to my grief... Yet I knew I would continue to live. Sometimes that knowledge seemed the worst part of my loss.

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

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

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

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

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

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?

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 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.

I do not fear death. I fear dying incomplete

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

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.

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

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

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

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.

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

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

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

If you still have fear, you love life

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

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

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