#de

If/when I die, do not want Pam lonely. Want her to remarry, have full life. As long as new husband is nice guy. Gentle guy. Religious guy. Very caring + good to kids. But kids not fooled. Kids prefer dead dad (i.e., me) to religious guy. Pale, boring, religious guy, with no oomph, who wears weird sweaters and is always a little sad, due to, cannot get boner, due to physical ailment. Ha ha. Death very much on my mind tonight, future reader. Can it be true? That I will die? That Pam, kids will die? Is awful. Why were we put here, so inclined to love, when end of our story = death? That harsh. That cruel. Do not like. Note to self: try harder, in all things, to be better person. ↗

— George Saunders

#death #life #death

It is said that men condemned to death are subject to sudden moments of elation; as if, like moths in the fire, their destruction were coincidental with attainment. ↗

— John le Carré

#death #death

Credeai că aştepţi moartea. Dar inima ta spera. Tot ea avut dreptate. Urmeaz-o. Trebuie să crezi în ceva. Iată: inima ta. Îţi arată un drum. Ridică-te şi du-te. Mai mult nu-ţi cer. ↗

— Ionel Teodoreanu

#heart #inspirational #death

A man must be prepared to face life, as well as death, there's no escape from either. ↗

— Ellis Peters

#courage #death #life #responsibility #courage

A person has to be told he is going to die before he can live life to the fullest. True or false?' 'False. Once your death is established, it becomes impossible to live a satisfying life.' 'Would you prefer to know the exact date and time of your death?' 'Absolutely not. It's bad enough to fear the unknown. Faced with the unknown, we can pretend it isn't there. Exact dates would drive many to suicide, if only to beat the system. ↗

— Don Delillo (White Noise)

#ends #fear #white-noise #dating

When the Aggregates arise, decay and die, O bhikkhu, every moment you are born, decay, and die. ↗

— Gautama Buddha

#buddha-quotes #buddhism #death #emotion #five-aggregates

Maybe Laney's right. Maybe June did love me. But I'm far less certain that she knew I loved her. Did she realise how much I needed her around? It's not like I ever told her. I was too wrapped up in my own world to notice what was going on in hers. Even if she did know, it wasn't enough to count. It wasn't enough to make her stay. So really, what did it matter, in the end? The bottom line is, it's my fault. I didn't love her enough. I didn't do enough. I wasn't enough. There's no excuse. There is nothing that will ever make that okay. ↗

— Hannah Harrington

#grief #loss #love #death

Mr. Asher, you can resist who you are for only so long. Finally, you just decide to go with fate. ↗

— Christopher Moore

#fate #inpirational #life #death

We never said farewell, not even looked Our last upon each other, for no sign Was made when we the linked chain unhooked And broke the level line. And here we dwell together, side by side, Our places fixed for life upon the chart, Two islands that the roaring seas divide Are not more far apart. ↗

— Mary Elizabeth Coleridge

#poetry #death

Christ can forgive you," he whispered, though he didn't believe it. There wasn't a hint of compassion in those ice-blue eyes. "That's grand," she said. Her features became again those of the pleasant brown-haired nurse. She smiled, pulled the pillow from under his head, and covered his face. ↗

— Stephen M. Irwin

#christianity #evil #murder #nurse #suffocation