#death

Death and burial were a public spectacle. Shakespeare may have seen for himself the gravediggers at St Ann's, Soho, playing skittles with skulls and bones. ↗

— Catharine Arnold

#shakespeare #skittles #skulls #death

They were mostly French, a few Arabs, and despite their uniforms they didn't look very important any more. Later I learned that if you watch men die, especially if you've known them at all, they still look important afterward no matter what you have to do with them, but I was inexperienced then. ↗

— Douglas Woolf

#soldiers #war #death

I can't kill myself, I thought. I'm too insignificant. I'm nothing. I'm a thumbprint on the first-floor window of a skyscraper, a smudge of excrement on a tissue surging out to sea along with millions of tons of raw sewage, a squirrel eating a nut as a car bore down on him. ↗

— Rex Pickett

#death

is not a religion it must be true before we get to death...( tidaklah suatu agama itu pasti benar sebelum sampai kita kepada kematian ) ↗

— Heru Budiman

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Following directly behind the bier were the servants who would, in earlier times, have been slaughtered at the graveside, along with a warrior's horse. Musicians and torchbearers came next, with the rear taken up by the mimes- sinister, silent figures in wax masks modelled on dead members of the family. ↗

— Catharine Arnold

#funeral #mimes #death

In Life...Death smiles at everyone. The strongest will always smile back. ↗

— Timothy Pina

#inspirational #death

I'm supposed to trust you?" "No," he said. He picked up the phone. "Put her sister on." A second later he handed the small silver device to her. Summer felt a second of panic—after all, this tiny piece of metal and circuitry unlocked doors, turned off death traps and blew up houses. God knows what would happen if she pushed the wrong button. ↗

— Anne Stuart

#death

And to do something that helps your coven survive, even after your own death, is the greatest gift you can possibly give them…” --Angela from Angela’s Coven ↗

— Bruce Jenvey

#paranormal #witches #death

Wasn't there only one respectable memento of a man worth keeping, the kind that draws Valentines and learns to spell Mississippi? ↗

— Lionel Shriver

#death #family #love #death

I am by nature a person suspicious of the economic machine that feeds me. And yet I am a captive of that economic machine, and my mind is structured by its lessons and demands. I consume its wealth with zest. I drive a truck, watch a color television, and write on a computer, but I cannot overcome the feeling that these objects and the industrial culture that produced them are temporary things, a kind of fat beast feeding on the bounty of the earth that will starve to death within the next century, or at least be severely diminished. ↗

— Charles Bowden

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