#death

You are immortal till the very moment you die. Discover it, and stand untouchable. ↗

— VirusLord Ayd

#death

Hadn’t retired reporter Stan warned him of how protective Cosimo was of his granddaughters? What if the Carusos had discovered his identity and wanted to rub him out as they’d rubbed out his father? Holy Mary, Mother of God, pray for us sinners, now and at the hour of our death. ↗

— Christie Ridgway

#hilarious #prayer #death

Marriage isn't for the weak or lazy. It's work, and it should be. What would be the point otherwise? ↗

— J.D. Robb

#marriage #death

In a state of pseudo-death you restore your substance. ↗

— Marlene Van Niekerk

#restoration #silence #death

It was a wartime story, goodies versus baddies, lots of explosions and shooting. The Germans always shouted 'Aiiieeee!' as they died. Atkins wondered what he would choose, confronted with similar circumstances. 'Aiiieeee!' seemed to him to lack the necessary gravitas and originality, as well as sounding a bit, well, German. But then who knew what might come to mind, in those final moments? ↗

— Alastair Reynolds

#last-words #war #death

She watched as the dancing lights of madness swirled and flickered in his eyes like the fires of hell, and she knew that there would never be anything that could quench those fires except death. Vanessa knew that Jango had become his own Grim Reaper. ↗

— Cedric Nye

#death #grim-reaper #hell #horror #madness

Jango danced; and the tune that he danced to was Death. ↗

— Cedric Nye

#death

O Earth, lie heavily upon her eyes; Seal her sweet eyes weary of watching Earth; Lie close around her; leave no room for mirth With its harsh laughter, nor for sound of sighs. She hath no questions, she hath no replies. ↗

— Jeffrey Eugenides

#christianity #death #earth #funeral #poem

Thank God, my name isn’t in the list of those who died or were killed yesterday! ↗

— Suman Pokhrel

#terror #death

A pedant who beheld Solon weeping for the death of a son said to him, ‘Why do you weep thus, if weeping avails nothing?’ And the sage answered him, ‘Precisely for that reason—because it does not avail. ↗

— Miguel de Unamuno

#death