#death

How am I going to tell the kids? How do I tell the man that I love, the man that I swore I’d grow old with that we won’t have that happy ending that he and I have worked so hard for? How do I say goodbye to all of you? How do I let go? ↗

— Nicole Ireland

#sadness #death

...Love, my lads! And above all, love pretty, charming girls; they are the remedy for evil, they give a sweet smell to rottenness, they exchange life for death...Love, my lads! ↗

— Machado de Assis

#death

I'd suffered many losses in recent years after my father mother uncle aunt and cousin had all passed away. In her final years my mother often lamented that there was no one alive who had known her as a girl and I was starting to understand how spooked she'd felt. I wasn't sure I could take any more abandonments. One succumbs so easily to mind spasms, worry spasms. [p. 95] ↗

— Diane Ackerman

#death

The wedding was in Monterey, a sombre boding ceremony in a little Protestant chapel. The church had so often seen two ripe bodies die by the process of marriage that it seemed to celebrate a mystic double death with its ritual. ↗

— John Steinbeck

#death

Funerals aren't scheduled. ↗

— Benjamin J. Carey

#death #destiny #dying #funerals #life

Ali sada shvaćam da je umrijeti lako. Teško je živjeti. ↗

— Gayle Forman

#death

There are women whose love only ends with death. ↗

— Georges Rodenbach

#love #death

What is life? It departs covertly. Like a thief Death took him. ↗

— John Gunther

#life #death

Mama said it's probably because of Suzanne, and that you are never the same after a child dies. That made me wonder what she was like before Clover died, because I don't think I really knew my own mother until I had children, and if she was different before, I don't remember. ↗

— Nancy E. Turner

#death #mother #motherhood #understanding #death

The anguished suspense of watching the lips you hunger for, framing the words, the death sentence, of sheer triteness! ↗

— Evelyn Waugh

#death