#death

Truly man is the king of beasts, for his brutality exceeds them. We live by the death of others. We are burial places. ↗

— Leonardo da Vinci

#death

See! He likes you,” Natalie said triumphantly. I stared down at the scrawny scrap of fur cautiously sniffing my hand. “He doesn’t like me. He thinks I’m going to feed him.” “Now who’s being a cynic? Anyway, every bookstore should have a cat.” The cat -- assuming it was a cat and not some beige bug-eyed refugee from outer space -- slunk uneasily down the counter, and flinched at the flutter of Mystery Scene pages as a gust of warm air blew in from the street. ↗

— Josh Lanyon

#death

But what if all the tranquility, all the comfort, all the contentment were now to come to a horrifying end? ↗

— Franz Kafka

#end #kafka #pain #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

Susan's gotta poker, you know," it said, as if anxious to be helpful. WELL, WELL. INDEED. MY GOODNESS ME. "I fort-thought all of you knew that now. Larst-last week she picked up a bogey by its nose." Death tried to imagine this. He felt sure he'd heard the sentence wrong, but it didn't sound a whole lot better however he rearranged the words. ↗

— Terry Pratchett

#death

How's the Angel of Death supposed to do his job with clipped wings? ↗

— Peter S. Beagle

#death

She nailed it to the wall with her well-aimed dart, like a butterfly with no will whose sentence has always been written. ↗

— Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez

#fate #tragedy #death

... 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

Poverty is rooted in broken relationships, so the solution to poverty is rooted in the power of Jesus' death and resurrection to put all things in right relationship again. ↗

— Brian Fikkert

#death