#death

But you're dead,' said Harry. 'Oh, yes,' said Dumbledore matter-of-factly. 'Then... am I dead too?' 'Ah,' said Dumbledore, smiling still more broadly. 'That is the question, isn't it? On the whole, dear boy, I think not. ↗

— J.K. Rowling

#dumbledore #happy #death

Each child’s story is worthy of telling. There shouldn’t be a sliding scale of death. The weight of it is crushing. ↗

— Anderson Cooper

#danger #death #death

Death does not concern us, because as long as we exist, death is not here. And when it does come, we no longer exist. ↗

— Epicurus

#come #concern #death #does #exist

Lady of the silver moon Enchantress of the night Protect me and mine within this circle fairly cast. Earth Mother, mother of the sleeping earth, Keep safe all who gather here Within the protective shelter of your arms. By the earth that is Her body, By the air that is Her breath, By the fire that is Her bright spirit, And by the living waters of Her womb, Our circle is cast, None shall come to harm here, From any forces, On any level. As we will, So shall it be done. As we will, So mote it be. ↗

— Madelyn Alt

#protection #wicca #death

Trebalo bi ubijati prošlost sa svakim danom što se ugasi. Izbrisati je da ne postoji, da ne boli. Lakše bi se podnosio dan što traje, ne bi se merio onim što više ne postoji. Ovako se mešaju utvare i život, pa nema ni čistog sećanja, ni čistog života. ↗

— Meša Selimović

#život #death

Vending Machine: "This product has no known nutritional value and may cause irritability or wakefulness in some individuals. Please enjoy your selection and your day." Eve: "Up yours. ↗

— J.D. Robb

#death

That is not dead which can eternal lie, yet with stranger eons, even death may die. ↗

— H.P. Lovecraft

#death

I was born to find goblins in their caves / And chase moonlight / To see shadows and seek hidden rivers / To hear the rain fall on dry leaves / And chat a bit with death across foggy nights. ↗

— James Kavanaugh

#death

The rest of my days I'm going to spend on the sea. And when I die, I'm going to die on the sea. You know what I shall die of? I shall die of eating an unwashed grape. One day out on the ocean I will die--with my hand in the hand of some nice looking ship's doctor, a very young one with a small blond moustache and a big silver watch. "Poor lady," they'll say, "The quinine did her no good. That unwashed grape has transported her soul to heaven. ↗

— Tennessee Williams

#death

to die tomorrow was no worse than dying on any other day. Every day was there to be lived or to mark one’s departure from this world. ↗

— Paulo Coelho

#death