#death

When we hold it (amber) in our hands, we hold also that furious epoch where rioted all monsters and poisons, where death fecundated and life destroyed, where superabundance demanded such existences, no souls, but fiercest animal fire - just for that I hate it! ↗

— Harriet Prescott Spofford

#prehistoric #death

Oh, she's still here; she's just not as pretty... anymore. ↗

— Katlyn Charlesworth

#historical-fiction #japan #death

In the face of death, he had nothing to lose by speaking of the intimacies of love. Yet, in the face of life, he could speak only of its banalities. ↗

— Gerard Brooker

#oh-israel #death

Where all life dies, death lives, and nature breeds. Perverse, all monstrous, all prodigious things Abominable, unutterable, and worse... ↗

— Paradise Lost Book

#death

The Epistle of our being is written with letters full of blood drained from the love of God's Word. ↗

— Sorin Cerin

#life #love #quote #word #death

No tiredness can destroy hope like death can, as the absolute fatigue of life. ↗

— Sorin Cerin

#death

He [Ted Williams] was only a 23-year-old kid when he batted .406 in 1941, but then the season ended and our country came under attack at Pearl Harbor—and by 1943 he was a Marine fighter pilot serving overseas who cheated death on several documented occasions. He came back in 1946, and he won his first career MVP after hitting 38 home runs. ↗

— Tucker Elliot

#boston-red-sox #ted-williams #death

There is too much pain in the world,in all shapes and forms.That is what these people represent.Pain from losing their homes,the death of a loved one,failing an exam,having a leg amputated,not getting a resident permit after years of hoping for a better life...That's what binds them,That's what they potray.Pain. ↗

— Esther Verhoef

#esther-verhoef #life #pain #quotes #death

And they had folded his brother's hands across his suited chest, as if he would be preserved in this sanguine pose forever, but only the heavy callouses visible at the sides of his hands seemed real. It was only the callouses that appeared to be familiar and believable. ↗

— Kent Haruf

#grief #death

He has got his discharge, by G-! said the man. He had. But he had grown so like death in life, that they knew not when he died. ↗

— Charles Dickens

#death