#death

The splendors of the firmament of time May be eclipsed, but are extinguished not; Like stars to their appointed height they climb And death is a low mist which cannot blot The brightness it may veil. ↗

— Percy Bysshe Shelley

#elegy #john-keats #death

Every evening, I died, and every evening, I was born. ↗

— Chuck Palahniuk

#death

Why do you want to become an author? I will accept only one answer. If it is because you feel you can write better than you can do anything else then go ahead and do it without frills and flourishes. Stick to your present job and write in your spare time: but do it as if it is a whole time job. ↗

— Ngaio Marsh

#creative-process #writing #death

Your not reliable. You wouldn't be at all a comfortable sort of person to live with. ↗

— Agatha Christie

#death

He did not know that the Old One was his father, for such a relationship was utterly beyond his understanding, but as he looked at the emaciated body he felt a dim disquiet that was the ancestor of sadness. ↗

— Arthur C. Clarke

#apes #death #sadness #science #death

The following twenty years would be the nadir of American Indian history, as the total Indian population between 1890 and 1910 fell to fewer than 250,000. (It was not until 1917 that Indian births exceeded deaths for the first time in fifty years.) ↗

— Kenneth C. Davis

#death #truth #death

War is like night, she said. It covers everything. ↗

— Elie Wiesel

#night #war #death

I was just trying to get his attention!" the man protested at the top of his lungs. "If he'da listened, I wouldn'ta had to bash him. ↗

— J.D. Robb

#death

But I can't confront the doubts I have. I can't admit that maybe the past was bad, and so, for the sake of momentum I'm condemning the future to death so it can match the past. ↗

— Aimee Mann

#death

I guess humans like to watch a little destruction. Sand castles, houses of cards, that’s where they begin. Their great skill is in their capacity to escalate. ↗

— Marcus Zusak

#destruction #humanity #serious #truth #death