#death

But remember that forgiveness too is a power. To beg for it is a power, and to withhold or bestow it is a power, perhaps the greatest. Maybe none of this is about control. Maybe it isn't really about who can own whom, who can do what to whom and get away with it, even as far as death. Maybe it isn't about who can sit and who has to kneel or stand or lie down, legs spread open. Maybe it's about who can do what to whom and be forgiven for it. Never tell me it amounts to the same thing. ↗

— Margaret Atwood

#forgiveness #kneel #own #power #death

Life is a great sunrise. I do not see why death should not be an even greater one. ↗

— Vladimir Nabokov

#death #even #great #greater #i

I forgive you," I said. I said what I had to. I would die by pieces to save myself from real death. ↗

— Alice Sebold

#rape #violence #death

In the world of the Machiguenga, sadness could be equated with anger, and anger was a perilous emotion, by which a foreigner could lose his life. ↗

— Tahir Shah

#death #emotion #sadness #threat #anger

Danger, Danger running cold               Knowing but fearing just the same                Death comes and yet you don’t let go               Standing while it’s steel bands hold               Don’t walk. Don’t walk where light can not shine               You know the warning has been told               It comes for what is mine and I know it will be so.               Let go, it’s all there is that’s left. Let go your sin has no wrath.               Danger was Hell’s last request.                Let go it’s all there is that’s left. Let go your sin has no wrath.               Forgiveness wasn’t given yet. Not yet. Not yet.               No regrets. ~ Dank Walker ↗

— Abbi Glines

#death

Why would a person prefer the accusations of guilt, unworthiness, ineptitude - even dishonor and betrayal- to real possibility? This may not seem to be the choice, but it is: complete self effacement, surrender to the "others", disavowal of any personal dignity and freedom-on the one hand; and freedom and independence, movement away from the others, extrication of oneself from the binding links of family and social duties-on the other hand. This is the choice that the depressed person actually faces. ↗

— Ernest Becker

#freedom #repression #death

We’re Nephilim. Every one of our life’s passages has some mystical component — our births, our deaths, our, marriages, everything has a ceremony and a rune. There is one as well if you wish to become someone’s parabatai. It’s no small commitment. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#jem-carstairs #death

You teach me now how cruel you've been - cruel and false. Why did you despise me? Why did you betray your own heart, Cathy? I have not one word of comfort. You deserve this. You have killed yourself. Yes, you may kiss me, and cry; and wring out my kisses and tears: they'll blight you - they'll damn you. You loved me - what right had you to leave me? What right - answer me - for the poor fancy you felt for Linton? Because misery, and degradation, and death, and nothing that God or Satan could inflict would have parted us, you, of your own will did it. I have not broken your heart - you have broken it; and in breaking it, you have broken mine. ↗

— Emily Brontë

#love #death

Sleep would be so welcome. A warm blanket of black to erase everything else. Sleep without dreams. I've heard people talk about the sleep of the dead. Is that what death would feel like? The nicest, warmest, heaviest never-ending nap? If that's what it's like, I wouldn't mind. If that's what dying is like, I wouldn't mind that at all. ↗

— Gayle Forman

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Awww," Minho said. "That's almost as sweet as that time she slammed the end of a spear into your shuck face. ↗

— James Dashner

#sarcasm #death