#death

Here lies a gentleman bold Who was so very brave He went to lengths untold, And on the brink of the grave Death had on him no hold. By the world he set small store-- He frightened it to the core-- Yet somehow, by Fate's plan, Though he'd lived a crazy man, When he died he was sane once more. ↗

— Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra

#sanity #death

If while alive you hurt or disappoint people you love, there's no use continuing such behavior when you're dead. ↗

— Anthony Swofford

#disappointment #love #death

What about your crepe?" "Stuff It." "She's crazy about you," Mavis commented. "It's almost embarrassing, the way she fawns. ↗

— J.D. Robb

#fawns #roarke #death

If a man confessed anything on his death bed, it was the truth; for no man could stare death in the face and lie. ↗

— Richard Wright

#lie #truth #death

Not really hungry." "She’ll eat." Pritkin said curtly. "I said —" "If you starve to death it would damage my professional reputation." "I eat plenty." "The same does not apply should I strangle you in understandable irritation, however." "I’ll have a sandwich," I told Nick. "No meat. ↗

— Karen Chance

#fiction #humor #romance #supernatural #vampire

No matter how many plans you make or how much in control you are, life is always winging it. ↗

— Carroll Bryant

#life-and-living #philosophical #philosophy-of-life #spontaneity #death

Grief reunites you with what you've lost. It's a merging; you go with the loved thing or person that's going away. You follow it a far as you can go. But finally,the grief goes away and you phase back into the world. Without him. And you can accept that. What the hell choice is there? You cry, you continue to cry, because you don't ever completely come back from where you went with him -- a fragment broken off your pulsing, pumping heart is there still. A cut that never heals. And if, when it happens to you over and over again in life, too much of your heart does finally go away, then you can't feel grief any more. And then you yourself are ready to die. You'll walk up the inclined ladder and someone else will remain behind grieving for you. ↗

— Philip K. Dick

#grief #death

Everyone dies. It is how one lives that matters. ↗

— R.A. Salvatore

#living #death

And then I did what I had never done in his presence, much less in his arms. I cried. ↗

— Erich Segal

#tears #tragedy #death

But he understood at last what Dumbledore had been trying to tell him. It was, he thought, the difference between being dragged into the arena to face a battle to the death and walking into the arena with your head held high. Some people, perhaps, would say that there was little to choose between the two ways, but Dumbledore knew — and so do I, thought Harry, with a rush of fierce pride, and so did my parents — that there was all the difference in the world. ↗

— J.K. Rowling

#battle #death #dumbledore #pride #death