#death

The soul is a magician. Only living flesh hampers it. ↗

— Tanith Lee

#flat-earth #flesh #magician #soul #tanith-lee

When we mourn those who die young – those who have been robbed of time – we weep for lost joys. We weep for opportunities and pleasure we ourselves have never known. We feel sure that somehow that young body would have known the yearning delight for which we searched in vain all our lives. We believe that the untried soul, trapped in its young prison, might have flown free and known the joy that we still seek. ↗

— Josephine Hart

#time #death

Encounters with death and danger are only adventures to the survivors. ↗

— Robert Anton Wilson

#death

This path was not that of my conscious choosing. But after persistent subconscious confrontation, I have finally embraced what is, 'souly' for me...and I am thankful, when called upon, to be able to share and give to those who seek their own way of the path. ↗

— T.F. Hodge

#confrontation #conscious #embrace #give #journey

Could she smell my breath? Could she hear my cursed circular heart beat revolving like the crime it is in my deathly chest? ↗

— Markus Zusak

#death

She was afraid to suggest to him that to most people, nothing "happens." That most people merely live from day to day until they die. That, after he had been dead a year, doubtless fewer than five people would think of him oftener than once a year. That there might even come a year when no one on earth would think of him at all. ↗

— Gwendolyn Brooks

#memory #death

And as we watched, the Tsar of Death lifted up his eyelids like skirts and began to dance in the streets of Leningrad. ↗

— Catherynne M. Valente

#death

Because beauty consits of it's own passing, just as we reach for it. It's the ephemeral configuration of things in the moment, when you can see both their movement and their death. ↗

— Muriel Barbery

#death #hedgehogs #beauty

I was not much afraid of punishment, I was only afraid of disgrace.But that I feared more than death, more than crime, more than anything in the world. I should have rejoiced if the earth had swallowed me up and stifled me in the abyss. But my invincible sense of shame prevailed over everything . It was my shame that made me impudent, and the more wickedly I behaved the bolder my fear of confession made me. I saw nothing but the horror of being found out, of being publicly proclaimed, to my face, as a thief, as a liar, and slanderer. ↗

— Jean-Jacques Rousseau

#death

When you begin to actively participate in the creation of your life, there is never an end, even in death, for physics tells us that nothing is ever created nor destroyed, merely transformed. ↗

— Stephen Richards

#law-of-attraction #manifestation #manifesting #mind-power #money