Dead Quotes
Today here, then there, then DEAD (IT"S A FACT, you can't do anything just take it like this.... or be prepare for the worst. Who is prepared never get suprised easy!).
When you are dead you are independent, when you are alive your always dependent. It really doesn't matter are you there or there there is somebody above you, always!
We are all on the same tree on big and large, different levels and how far you go above as more you have to see, one wrong move you fall..., most cases you face the dead.
So you tied the dead to alive person and now...YOu have just prepared the alive to be the 5 victim!
Fayez whistled low. “That is not dead which can eternal lie. Or, y’know, whatever.
Three good men dead, to save a hedge knight's foot.
Oh, oh, oh I'm so sorry for you... but the real truth is that you make this to happen. (Believe or not I definite like this!)
First comes the day, then the seconds of the event, then the days which become weeks, then the months, then the years.
For in Mexico, ladies and gentlemen, it's always high noon and what glows is fuchsia and what's dead is dead and no feather-dusters.
Why do the living assume the dead know better than we do? Like they gained some knowledge by dying, but why wouldn't they just be the same confused people they were before they died?
Ehe, 24 hours have gone from my father dead. It was yesterday, he suicided yesteday in the morning. Even and more than 24 hours!
Graveyards exist because death exists? No! Graveyards exist because we want to know precisely the place of our dead!
We're better than Galileo. Because he's dead.
What does it matter what people do? At the end of the day we're all dead.
The next time you hear a person say, 'I don't have time' or 'I have no time, ' Take a moment to be with them. Without time, that somebody becomes a nobody.
But there are times to talk to the dead, times when the dead want to talk.
Better beware of the newly deadOf the white-handed ghostAnd the brightness of these lamps . . .
Achilles’ eyes lift. They are bloodshot and dead. “I wish he had let you all die.
When I am dead, I charge you to mingle our ashes and bury us together.
Achilles weeps. He cradles me, and will not eat, nor speak a word other than my name.
In the long run we are all dead. Economists set themselves too easy, too useless a task if in tempestuous seasons they can only tell us that when the storm is long past the ocean is flat again.
I woke up every morning hoping to die and then spent the rest of the day wondering if maybe I was already dead because I couldn't even tell the difference.
How fortunate, then, that we serve a God who quickens the dead. Who breathes life into the lifeless. Do you not think that a God who formed man out of dust can form a new creation in you?
