Best 657 quotes in «life and death quotes» category

Death is the final destination of every man.

Defeating the enemy through deception with little loss of life is better than fighting face-to-face with the loss of many lives on both sides.

Does this world feel like hell to you? Of course it does, because it is.

Do I have anything to lose? This life will be gone one day to the Creator who gave it.

Do not use life to give life to death. Do not use death to bring death to life.

Do not weep for those who have found Death's embrace early, for they weep for us that linger on in this mortal world of pain.

Don’t complain against life, it may hear you and double your suffering

Don’t you find it striking? The personality is constantly dying and it feels like continuity. Meanwhile, we panic about death, which we cannot ever experience. Yet it is this illogical fear that motivates our lives. We gore each other and mutilate ourselves for victory and fame, as if these might swindle mortality and extend us somehow. Then, as death bears down, we agonize over how little we have achieved.

Don't look for meaning in life. It was meant to be lived not understood

Do you know why we show respect to life when it shows none to us? Family is the answer

Do we reflect on life? Someday this life will be gone.

Each day you wake up, you wake up with billions around the world but when the sun sets, not all retire. It is a joyful privilege to note that you are a unique person among billions of people who wake up each day to walk on the surface of the earth. It is a noble responsibility to note that you have to use this privilege effectively.

Drink deep the cup of life; take it's dark wine into your soul. For it passes round the table only once.

Dramat jest wtedy, kiedy możesz podjąć jakąś decyzję, kiedy coś zależy od ciebie, a tam wszystko było z góry przesądzone. Teraz, w szpitalu, chodzi o życie — i za każdym razem muszę podejmować decyzję. Teraz się denerwuję znacznie bardziej.

Each stage of your life is like petals of a flower... unfolding and opening until it comes to full bloom...You will blossom and then you die...But know that this is not your ending.

Eh Kizuki, diye düşündüm. Ben senin tersine, yaşamaya karar verdim, hem de bildiğim en iyi şekilde. Bu, senin için hiç kuşkusuz çok zor olmuştu. Canı cehenneme, benim için de çok zor. Gerçekten zor. Ve tüm bunlar, kendini öldürüp Naoko’yu geride bıraktığın için. Ama bunu yapmayacağım. Ondan hiçbir zaman yüz çevirmeyeceğim. Her şeyden önce, onu sevdiğim ve ondan daha güçlü olduğum için. Ve gittikçe daha güçlü olacağım. Ben olgunlaşacağım. Bir yetişkin olacağım. Çünkü yapmam gereken şey bu.

El ser humano y la muerte nunca llegan a conocerse. Nadie asiste a su propio funeral.

Enjoy every moment of your life on earth.

Every man has two deaths, when he is buried in the ground and the last time someone says his name. In some ways men can be immortal.

Every night I go to sleep with the hope to wake up next morning. How do I call it? Trust maybe?

Everyone died in solitude, after all. A simple enough truth. A truth no one need fear. The spirits waited before they cast judgement upon a soul, waited for that soul—in its dying isolation—to set judgement upon itself, upon the life it had lived, and if peace came of that, then the spirits would show mercy. If torment rode the Wild Mare, why, then, the spirits knew to match it. When the soul faced itself, after all, it was impossible to lie. Deceiving arguments rang loud with falsehood, their facile weakness too obvious to ignore.

Everyone is terrified of death, as we spend our whole lives avoiding it.

Either a man goes and hangs himself, and then he hangs sure enough, and he'll have his reasons for it, or else he goes on living and then he has only living to bother himself with. Simple enough.

Each man lives in his own universe and when he dies the world is over

Everything had life to me,’ he heard Enkidu murmur, ‘the sky, the storm, the earth, water, wandering, the moon and its three children, salt, even my hand had life. It’s gone. It’s gone.

Every war is the war for whoever's lived through it.

Every wild thing is in tune with its surroundings, awake to its fate and in absolute harmony with the planet. Their attention is focused totally outwards. Humans, on the other hand, tend to focus introspectively on their own lives too often, brooding and magnifying problems that the animal kingdom would not waste a millisecond of energy upon. To most people, the magnificent order of the natural world where life and death actually mean something has become unrecognizable.

Family is the only why of life

Fear of Death Stops You to Live

Forms come and go. You, the quantum non-entity behind your human identity, comes nor goes.

For the crown of our life as it closes Is darkness, the fruit there of dust; No thorns go as deep as the rose's, And love is more cruel than lust. Time turns the old days to derision, Our loves into corpses or wives; And marriage and death and division Make barren our lives.

For where else can I go to sample daily the richness of life in all its profound chaos?

Fretting over how life ends, or anything else for that matter, is a complete waste of time.

Funny how we do not realize the true value and legacy of a living icon until they suddenly pass away. Truth is, there are many living legends among us, we just do not stop and take time to notice their worth until it's too late.

Gran had always called the space between life and death "the two walks", a corridor where souls came and went from between worlds.

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.

Every second of every moment should be cherished. Life is beautiful; it is a gift and it has an expiry date.

Half awake and almost dead. But yet we were breathing and yet we were waiting... Waiting for a miracle to happen.

Hanya ada satu kepastian, yaitu kepastian tentang masa lampau. Sedangkan tentang masa depan, yang ada hanyalah kepastian tentang kematian

He could almost taste the tang of that swampy air right here in his own desert parking lot and hear the calls of the heavily beating flock, sorrowing and apologizing and making plans for some other time. Time. He realized that crows had always reminded him of time, dark time. He gazed at the backs of his hands, at the plummy dark repellent veins.

He'd lived so long in anticipation of his own death that to contemplate his future was like standing at the edge of a cliff, staring into a vertiginous rush of open sky.

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.

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.