Dying Quotes

Why is such a bad thing to die?

On my strand, lovely flowers their blossoms unfold, My mother shall grace thee with garments of gold.

We know everyone we love is going to die, but we don't know it, can't possibly believe it, she thought, or long ago I would have gone and started digging until I had a hole big enough to lie down in.

Your body's dying...pay no attention

DEATH IS A PROFOUND LESSON IN TRUTH: We grow to understand more about it from childhood until the day we must cross the mystic chasm and abandon the land of the living.

Perhaps we meet our heaven at the start and not the end of life.

Be assured that any hurt to your spirit will pass in time. It is the nature of Death to take, but the nature of Life to give.

We would like to think of death as a release from the pressures of existence, but this is a fatally mistaken thought: it is the ultimate culmination of those pressures.

Veins of ivy scale stones, find footholds butthe caretaker cuts earth short, peels creepers from Cotswold rock and props the deadhead to head so they won’ttopple like drunkson their moss-soft shadows.

My blood alone remains: take it, but do not make me suffer long.

The tragedy of life is not death, but fearing to live, allowing parts of us to wilt and die instead of flower and rejoice.

You never know when you're going to die, but maybe something in you does, some cellular consciousness that's aware of the cosmic countdown and starts making plans.

A single person is missing for you, and the whole world is empty. But one no longer has the right to say so aloud.

Too evident sorrow does not inspire pity but repugnance, it is the sign of mental instability or of bad manners: it is morbid.

She was infamous once upon a time. She's legendary now. The girl is a definite force to be reckoned with, though perhaps she doesn't know it yet.

There will be no beautiful widow with Persian eyes sitting at your grave. And teary-eyed kids won't be asking: "Papa, papa, can you hear us?

You still are? There go my plans! And the suit I had bought to attend your funeral. Well, well. Anyway, do call me up when you an't.

Death is what happens when you die.

No one dies pre-maturely. As is meant, happens naturally

Death is the vehicle God uses to get us from here to where we are going. Before you take that ride, make sure you know in what direction you are heading.

It made leaving bearable, knowing I'd had that kind of love in my life. Knowing I'd had the best thing.

I really like people. But I don't know how it will end.

From our birth we are all dying, but some of us finish sooner than others.

But who thinks of death in the middle of life?"-Mike RogersEndless Night by Agatha Christie

They say that a near death experience makes a person see a flash of their past, but that hasn't happened to me at all.

​It is not enough to write and deliver a funeral service for a grieving family…you must love them too.

waiting for the time to be free ...i ask every die forgeting sometimes soon i will be free for ever ... dont hurry the death.

If I could control tomorrow's haze, The darkened shore wouldn't bother me, If I can't control the web we weave, My life will be lost in the fallen leaves...

Death, it turns out, is the mother of all conflicts.

Tis only when faced with our own mortality that we truly realize what it means to be alive,

Death is just one more Path. One you'll come to in time.

Deep inside of us we all know there is someone we were meant to be.

Jason smiled. The sound of wings was louder now, the fluttering of angels come to carry him home.

Death is not the end of one's life rather than the beginning of another ( bad or nice) life.

A candle without a spark, a sky without a sun, the look people get when they cease to be people, start being bodies.

Childbirth is nothing. Death is mighty. The 0 to our 1. There is nothing in the world like it. But there is nothing in it that is not like the world.

Maybe someone who dies at the age of a hundred doesn't feel anything more than the fear that grips us when we're six and it's nighttime and our mother comes in to turn out the light.

The casket was lined with lovely velvet, which must have felt lovely even to the dead, but the glowing man continued to rip up the casket.

Death is our friend, precisely because it brings us into absolute and passionate presence with all that is here, that is natural, that is love.

Obviously the raven with the unquenchable itch was at it again, playing tricks on the world and its creatures. Once by air, he thought, and now by water.

It is better to die honorably and render yourself immortal than live to old age and fade to dust.

Perhaps, in a few people, I have seen what can be described as a struggle with death, and it can be distressing to behold. But for the vast majority of people death is gentle, tender.

Verily, there is no dishonor in death at the hands of a far superior enemy.

Life and death is a matter of destiny, just like day and night is the law of the universe. Chuang Tzu

The dying need only a hand to hold and a quiet in which to make their departure.

There is not a single dying human being who does not yearn for love, touch, understanding, and whose heart does not break from the withdrawal of those who should be drawing near.

My thoughts are with you all. Forever conscious of the vast, absurd universe and writing my eternal story I shall remain dead, but dreaming.

In a strange way, I envied the quality of Morrie's time even as I lamented its diminishing supply. Why did we bother with all the distractions we did?

I believe that the world is dying, not just me. And fantasy will save no one. The deathly unreality of Utopia, the merchandizing of Utopia is wicked, deadly reality.

Welcome to Irkalla, the Land of the Dead, ” the woman said. “I am Ereshkigal, Queen of the Underworld.