#death

The four stages of acceptance: 1. This is worthless nonsense. 2. This is an interesting, but perverse, point of view. 3. This is true, but quite unimportant. 4. I always said so." (Review of The Truth About Death, in: Journal of Genetics 1963, Vol. 58, p.464) ↗

— J.B.S. Haldane

#dispute #haldane #opportunism #science #self-contradiction

Yes, they are carnal, both of them, love and death, and therein lies their terror and their great magic! ↗

— Thomas Mann

#love #death

Hope is the greatest madness. What can we expect of a world that we enter with the assurance of seeing our fathers and mothers die? A world where, if two beings love each other and give their lives to each other, both can be sure that one will watch the other perish? ↗

— Alfred de Vigny

#hope #death

trust your heart, if the seas catch fire, and live by love though the stars walk backward. ↗

— E.E. Cummings

#life #love #death

How much more suffering is caused by the thought of death than by death itself. ↗

— Will Durant

#life-is-evil #schopenhauer #death

There is a certain seductiveness about dead things. You can ill treat, alter and recolour what's dead. It won’t complain. ↗

— Jeanette Winterson

#death #life #science #death

Maybe death is the great equalizer, the one big thing that can finally make strangers shed a tear for one another ↗

— Morrie Schwartz

#morrie-schwartz #tuesdays-with-morrie #death

Maybe the only good thing about death is that you never have to relive it. You never have to remember the pain. ↗

— Pittacus Lore

#pain #death

I like places like this," he announced. I like old places too," Josh said, "but what's to like about a place like this?" The king spread his arms wide. "What do you see?" Josh made a face. "Junk. Rusted tractor, broken plow, old bike." Ahh...but I see a tractor that was once used to till these fields. I see the plow it once pulled. I see a bicycle carefully placed out of harm's way under a table." Josh slowly turned again, looking at the items once more. And i see these things and I wonder at the life of the person who carefully stored the precious tractor and plow in the barn out of the weather, and placed their bike under a homemade table." Why do you wonder?" Josh asked. "Why is it even important?" Because someone has to remember," Gilgamesh snapped, suddenly irritated. "Some one has to remember the human who rode the bike and drove the tractor, the person who tilled the fields, who was born and lived and died, who loved and laughed and cried, the person who shivered in the cold and sweated in the sun." He walked around the barn again, touching each item, until his palm were red with rust." It is only when no one remembers, that you are truely lost. That is the true death. ↗

— Michael Scott

#death

Don't wish...DO! Don't try...BE! Don't think...KNOW! And above all: Bless a stranger with a small, yet powerful, random act of kindness. You feel me? ↗

— T.F. Hodge

#blessings #dream #kindness #knowledge #powerful