#bi

I think about the Old Ones, that they have a past but no history. I think about the inevitability of death, and whether it’s not that very inevitability that inspires us to take photographs and make scrapbooks and tell stories. That that’s how we humans find our way to immortality. This is not a new thought; I’ve had such thoughts before. But I have a new thought now. That that’s how we find our way toward meaning. Meaning. If you’re going to die, you want to find meaning in life. You want to connect the dots. ↗

— Franny Billingsley

#history #inevitabilities #inspiration #meaning #death

The sharp knife of a short life, well I've had, just enough time. ↗

— Kimberly Perry

#death #inspirational #death

We all must die, but only I put the “must” in mustard. Sadly, the only man alive who understands what I mean is dead. RIP Mitch Ketchup. ↗

— Jarod Kintz

#death #funny #random #death

Liz wrenched her hand from his grasp, and this time, she stepped boldly forward. “I will stay and Michael can go.”  Her voice did not waiver as she pronounced her own death sentence. No matter what happened to her, she knew she couldn’t let him die. ↗

— Willow Cross

#death #liz #michael #the-dark-gifts #vampire

... we die, just as we were born, at the edge of a road not of our choosing. ↗

— Amin Maalouf

#death #life #death

The wickedness of the world was a part of creation, I knew this, and the Angel of Death had been created on that day when life first appeared, yet i was embittered, I wept for what i had lost and what the world had lost and would yet lose again. ↗

— Alice Hoffman

#lose #death

FIESTA OR DEATH!!! ↗

— Vince Kramer

#fiesta #gigantic-death-worm #mexican-ninjas #death

Nature is bent on new beginning and death has not a chance of winning... ↗

— Rosy Cole

#great-quotes #nature #poetry #rebirth #rejuvenation

There is no way of stopping death, not here. You can prolong it. But at some point, it is bound to catch up to you. ↗

— Nicole Sobon

#ya #zombies #death

In that instant, Gogolov feared death. He could feel himself falling through the dark void of space. He was flailing and terrified and utterly alone. He braced for impact, but it never came. He cried for mercy he would never see. He felt the searing heat and the demons ripping at his eyes and face with claws like razors. And then, in a terrifying flash of clarity, he realized it would never end. ↗

— Joel C. Rosenberg

#end-times #ezekiel-option #hell #joel-rosenberg #death