#death

A sea of red lights, and I slow down. My job now is to gather everyone together and tell them we have to let her go. I won't tell anyone over the phone, because I didn't like hearing the news from the doctor that way. I have maybe a week to handle the arrangements, as the doctor said, but the arrangements are overwhelming. How do I learn how to run a family? How do I say goodbye to someone I love so much that I've forgotten just how much I love her? ↗

— Kaui Hart Hemmings

#funerals #saying-goodbye #death

There is a child - a baby - who long since kicked off her blankets. Her skin is ashen and her mouth open in a perpetual yet silent scream. She isn't old enough to roll over, to sit up, to climb. So she lies there kicking her fat legs against the footboard of the crib, eternally calling for her mother. For food. For flesh. ↗

— Carrie Ryan

#death #erie #haunting #life #zombie-apocalypse

It bothered me that he was right. Without Sir Stuart's intervention, I'd have been dead again already. That's right--you heard me: dead again already. I mean, come on. How screwed up is your life (after- or otherwise) when you find yourself needing phrases like that? ↗

— Jim Butcher

#ghosts #life #death

I exist here, now. I'm not much interested in the future. Or, more precisely put, I do not believe in the future. To exaggerate a little, I have no faith that I will still exist tomorrow or the day after. What is more, I absolutely detest retrospection. That dislike is balances only by my desire to make my way back home as quickly as possible. ↗

— Yohji Yamamoto

#life #death

Michael could never remember his father ever having uttered a word about death, as if the Don respected death too much to philosophize about it. ↗

— Mario Puzo

#death

Where is it I've read that someone condemned to death says or thinks, an hour before his death, that if he had to live on some high rock, on such a narrow ledge that he'd only room to stand, and the ocean, everlasting darkness, everlasting solitude, everlasting tempest around him, if he had to remain standing on a square yard of space all his life, a thousand years, eternity, it were better to live so than to die at once. Only to live, to live and live! Life, whatever it may be! ↗

— Fyodor Dostoyevsky

#death

When his brain died, all of the memories held in his gray matter, along with all of the knowledge he had acquired, would simply evaporate in a flood of chemical reactions. ↗

— Dan Brown

#death

Music links us humans, heart to heart...Across time and space, and life and death. ↗

— Nancy Werlin

#heart #humanity #life #music #death

You and I have a connection that nothing, not on heaven or earth, or even hell, could ever break. If you want to talk to me, talk to me. I’ll hear you… ↗

— Cynthia Hand

#clara #death #hallowed #heaven #mom

Yes, Max, you are going to die. Just like everybody else. Thank you, Confucious. ↗

— James Patterson

#death #death