#death

And it would show me, once again, that one opportunity leads directly to another, just as risk leads to more risk, life to more life, and death to more death. ↗

— Markus Zusak

#life #opportunities #risks #death

Loosen up. Relax. Except for rare life-and-death matters, nothing is as important as it first seems. ↗

— H. Jackson Brown Jr.

#life #death

God forgive me everything!’ she said, feeling the impossibility of struggling... ↗

— Leo Tolstoy

#forgiveness #suicide #death

To pursue wisdom is to live in such a way that one is prepared to face death when it comes. (247) ↗

— Gregory Bassham

#harry-potter #life #living-life #philosophy #wisdom

...Matt. I didn't think they'd kill you... I'm so sorry... ↗

— Tsugumi Ohba

#matt #mello #death

Now that I am alone, I don't have to hide it; I don't have to hide anything any longer. I can let my face go because no one can see me; because there's twenty-one thousand feet between me and them... No, I don't have to press my teeth together or tighten the muscles of my jaw... ↗

— Roald Dahl

#old-man #death

... If you tried to touch my woman she'd break your dick off like a twig then stick it up your arse. ↗

— J.D. Robb

#eve-dallas #roarke #death

I do not agree with what you have to say, but I'll defend to the death your right to say it. ↗

— Voltaire

#death #defend #i #i do #right

He was about to go home, about to return to the place where he had had a family. It was in Godric’s Hollow that, but for Voldemort, he would have grown up and spent every school holiday. He could have invited friends to his house. . . . He might even have had brothers and sisters. . . . It would have been his mother who had made his seventeenth birthday cake. The life he had lost had hardly ever seemed so real to him as at this moment, when he knew he was about to see the place where it had been taken from him. ↗

— J.K. Rowling

#j-k-rowling #love #death

Thanks to my mother, I was raised to have a morbid imagination. When I was a child, she often talked about death as warning, as an unavoidable matter of fact. Little Debbie's mom down the block might say, 'Honey, look both ways before crossing the street.' My mother's version: 'You don't look, you get smash flat like sand dab.' (Sand dabs were the cheap fish we bought live in the market, distinguished in my mind by their two eyes affixed on one side of their woebegone cartoon faces.) The warnings grew worse, depending on the danger at hand. Sex education, for example, consisted of the following advice: 'Don't ever let boy kiss you. You do, you can't stop. Then you have baby. You put baby in garbage can. Police find you, put you in jail, then you life over, better just kill youself. ↗

— Amy Tan

#truth #death