#death

Being virtually killed by a virtual laser in a virtual space is just as effective as the real thing, because you are as dead as you think you are. ↗

— Douglas Adams

#defeat-and-attitude #laser #reality #virtual-reality #attitude

Everything that is necessary is also easy. You just have to accept it. And the most necessary, the most natural matter on this planet is death. ↗

— Friedrich Durrenmatt

#also #death #easy #everything #just

I can't let my mother's death have been in vain. Democracy is the best revenge, and we will have it. ↗

— Bilawal Bhutto Zardari

#best #death #democracy #i #mother

The reason death sticks so closely to life isn't biological necessity - it's envy. Life is so beautiful that death has fallen in love with it, a jealous, possessive love that grabs at what it can. ↗

— Yann Martel

#love #beauty

His [Death] voice is cold at first, John. It seems unfeeling. But if you listen without fear, you find that when he speaks, the most ordinary words become poetry. When he stands close to you, your life becomes a song, a praise. When he touches you, your smallest talents become gold; the most ordinary loves break your heart with their beauty. ↗

— Martine Leavitt

#beauty

We are unable to envision death without the life within us which full aware of it. ↗

— Sorin Cerin

#death

You may not believe in life, but I don't believe in death. ... The reason death sticks so closely to life isn't biological necessity--it's envy. Life is so beautiful that death has fallen in love with it, a jealous, possessive love that grabs at what it can. But life leaps over oblivion lightly, losing only a thing or two of no importance, and gloom is but the passing shadow of a cloud. ↗

— Yann Martel

#life #beauty

To be is the greatest paradox of life facing death. ↗

— Sorin Cerin

#death

Death is the Graduation of the Soul ↗

— Sylvia Browne

#spiritual #death

Between the dark, heavily laden treetops of the spreading chestnut trees could be seen the dark blue of the sky, full of stars, all solemn and golden, which extended their radiance unconcernedly into the distance. That was the nature of the stars. and the trees bore their buds and blossoms and scars for everyone to see, and whether it signified pleasure or pain, they accepted the strong will to live. flies that lived only for a day swarmed toward their death. every life had its radiance and beauty. i had insight into it all for a moment, understood it and found it good, and also found my life and sorrows good. ↗

— Hermann Hesse

#death-and-dying #life-and-death #nature #beauty