#death

Just know I am Not there to catch you But I am there for you ↗

— Caleb Warta

#humor #life #life-lessons #poem #poetry

Could I tell them I was sorry their loved one was dead, when he’d tried to kill me? There was no rule of etiquette for this; even my grandmother would have been stymied. ↗

— Charlaine Harris

#ettiquette #manners #sympathy #death

God and death kind of resemble each other, because the only time a lot of people will try and talk to God is when someone's died. ↗

— Rachel Hunter

#death #died #each #god #kind

There is something about poverty that smells like death. ↗

— Zora Neale Hurston

#death #like #poverty #smells #something

There is no kind way to rip the skin off animals' backs. Anyone who wears any fur shares the blame for the torture and gruesome deaths of millions of animals each year. ↗

— Natalie Imbruglia

#anyone #backs #blame #deaths #each

A man who won't die for something is not fit to live. ↗

— Martin Luther King, Jr.

#die #fit #live #man #something

To the well-organized mind, death is but the next great adventure. ↗

— J. K. Rowling

#death #great #mind #next

It is best as one grows older to strip oneself of possessions, to shed oneself downward like a tree, to be almost wholly earth before one dies. ↗

— Sylvia Townsend Warner

#death-and-dying #age

Death must be so beautiful. To lie in the soft brown earth, with the grasses waving above one's head, and listen to silence. To have no yesterday, and no tomorrow. To forget time, to forgive life, to be at peace. ↗

— Oscar Wilde

#beauty

How do you feel, Georgie?" whispered Mrs. Weasley. George's fingers groped for the side of his head. "Saintlike," he murmured. "What's wrong with him?" croaked Fred, looking terrified. "Is his mind affected?" "Saintlike," repeated George, opening his eyes and looking up at his brother. "You see...I'm HOLEY, Fred, geddit? ↗

— J.K. Rowling

#humor #death