#de

I listen to the sound of India's voices for the last time . Laughter ripples like water . A prayer is a single note held long . There is so much life here . And too much death.I feel a soft brezze caress my face and I look up. An orange ribbon is floating through the air . In India , it's easy to see the wind . ↗

— Cathy Ostlere

#india #spritual #wind #death

I don't like the darkness but I want to live in it, I don't want to have pains but I always have it, I want to live in good way, happy and very normal life but I just can't. Because it's not that thing which some one gave me and I didn't took from anybody or anything that's just my destiny. ↗

— Shayne Azad

#destiny #happy #hurt #life #pain

Life was such a fragile thing—as delicate and as beautiful as a butterfly, as ephemeral as a sunset. Death is peaceful. Death is quiet, silent. It is calming. ↗

— akanksha

#beauty

I don't want to be dying. I want to be dead. ↗

— girl

#desire #dying #want #death

Was it not worth the loss of a little immortality to have that strange mix of innocence and strength close to him? ↗

— Nalini Singh

#immortality #life #love #death

La muerte parece ahora más pequeña, como si la osamenta le hubiese encogido, o quizá siempre fue así y son nuestros ojos, de acuerdo con nuestros miedos, los que hacen de ella una gigante. ↗

— José Saramago

#death

The walls were coming down around me, but still, I couldn't imagine telling the truth. Not now. It was too late. How can I tell Mom and Dad what we'd done? It would ruin everything. It would ruin their image of me; it would ruin every thought they'd ever had about who I was. It would be another death.Another loss. Another miscarriage. ↗

— Dana Reinhardt

#death #lie #truth #death

Every living thing requires love to survive for without it, we die. ↗

— Sanjo Jendayi

#deserie-johnson #die #live #love #sanjo-jendayi

Essay on Adam" There are five possibilities. One: Adam fell. Two: he was pushed. Three: he jumped. Four: he only looked over the edge, and one look silenced him. Five: nothing worth mentioning happened to Adam. The first, that he fell, is too simple. The fourth, fear, we have tried and found useless. The fifth, nothing happened, is dull. The choice is between: he jumped or was pushed. And the difference between these is only an issue of whether the demons work from the inside out or from the outside in: the one theological question. ↗

— Robert Bringhurst

#demons #murder #suicide #death

But that the dread of something after death, The undiscover'd country from whose bourn No traveller returns, puzzles the will And makes us rather bear those ills we have Than fly to others that we know not of? ↗

— William Shakespeare

#death