#death

Sam: You know what I wish? Cassel: What? Sam: That someone would covert my bed into a robot that would fight other bed robots to the death for me. ↗

— Holly Black

#death

I sit alone in a dead world. The wind blows hot and dry, and the dust gathers like particles of memory waiting to be swept away. I pray for forgetfulness, yet my memory remains strong, as does the outstretched arm of the oppressive air. It seems as if the wind has been there since the beginning of the nightmare. Sometimes loud and harsh, a thousand sharp needles scratching at my reddened skin. Sometimes a whisper, a curious sigh in the black of night, of words more frightening than pain. I know now the wind has been speaking to me. Only I couldn't understand because I was too scared. I am scared now as I write these words. Still, there is nothing else to do. ↗

— Christopher Pike

#dead #fear #forgetfulness #memory #needles

If she could have died...if she could have disappeared forever...but the solid surface of things refused to dissolve around her, and her body, her hateful hermaphrodite's body, continued in its stubborn, lumpen way, to live... ↗

— J.K. Rowling

#depression #suicide #death

I offer neither pay, nor quarters, nor food; I offer only hunger, thirst, forced marches, battles and death. Let him who loves his country with his heart, and not merely with his lips, follow me. ↗

— Giuseppe Garibaldi

#country #death #follow #food #forced

We cast away priceless time in dreams, born of imagination, fed upon illusion, and put to death by reality. ↗

— Judy Garland

#born #cast #death #dreams #fed

I often think of death. True. Suicide is a reasonable option. True. My sins are unpardonable. I stare at the question. My sins are unpardonable. I stare at the question. My sins are unpardonable. I leave it blank. ↗

— James Frey

#guilt #hopelessness #suicide #death

He made a sound close to a growl before speaking. “Why do you resist my assistance?” She stopped walking and faced him. “Because I don't like you. ↗

— Lia Davis

#demon #magic #paranormal-romance #the-divinities-series #witch

You like playing with fire?” “Yes. It is my favorite element.” She extracted her arm from his grip and stepped inside the elevator ↗

— Lia Davis

#magic #paranormal-romance #the-divinities-series #witches #death

This misfortune you find is of your own manufacture. Keep hold of what you have, it will harm no other, for hatred comes home to the hand that chose it. ↗

— Simon Armitage

#hatred #karma #death

The great wheel of fire of ancient wisdom, silence and word engendering the myth of the origin, human action engendering the epic voyage toward the other; historical violence revealing the tragic flaw of the hero who must then return to the land of origin; myth of death and renewal and silence from which new words and images will arise, keeps on turning in spite of the blindness of purely lineal thought. ↗

— Carlos Fuentes

#myth #words #death