#death

فللدود نفس المذاق بأيّ تراب ↗

— Johannes V. Jensen

#novel #death

While we watched without comprehension, she moved away to where none of us wanted to follow. Ruth May shrank back through the narrow passage between this brief fabric of light and all the rest of what there is for us: the long waiting. Now she will wait the rest of the time. It will be exactly as long as the time that passed before she was born. ↗

— Barbara Kingsolver

#eternity #light #death

When your mother is the grave and your father is a lightning bolt it tends to make you kind of horny. And death has a way of removing one's inhibitions. ↗

— Aussiescribbler

#frankenstein #horniness #monster #death

Je reste optimiste tout en me préparant au pire, maman, ça te semble bien comme compromis ? ↗

— Alice Kuipers

#life #death

Adrenaline rampaged through his body like a powerful surge of electricity, shorting his motherboard, wiping his organic hard-drive clean, leaving behind a single line of undeletable code; code that was hardwired into our basest, most primordial core, code that dictated every breath, every step, and had remained unchanged since the conception of time itself… Survive, no matter the cost. Kill or be killed. And here, on that primitive plain, there was no fear, no doubt, no guilt, no shame. All that was left was him, and them. A battle to the death—modern day gladiators, trading steel, blow for blow in a coliseum of ice at the top of the world. ↗

— Sean J. Quirk

#adventure #romance #sci-fi #death

His vital signs were taken, an electrocardiogram... which revealed occasional ventricular premature contractions. An intern took his history... and then he was promptly... simply... forgotten to death. ↗

— Paddy Chayefsky

#black-humor #death

Me, I'm living under a sword too, as Jack may have told you. An old wino's disease, which could lay me in the grave most anytime. Not that I mind too much; I've done everything I ever wanted to do. But ... as you know, one would like to continue doing the good things over and over again, so long as there's pleasure in it. ↗

— Edward Abbey

#mortality #death

They were like two poor little leaves in a storm which bore death and annihilation not only to the heads of individuals, but to whole towns and entire tribes. What hand could snatch it and save two small, defenseless children? ↗

— Henryk Sienkiewicz

#doubt #suspence #death

He reminded me of one of those adventure seekers on TV. He hadn’t shaved in a few days at least, and his reddish hair was suffering from intense bed head. His Hawaiian shirt and khaki shorts completed the look. I was inclined to ask him if he knew we were all marked for death or if he just thought he was taking a long cruise. ↗

— Jessica Fortunato

#death #death

We all nurture impulses which promise freedom from the demands of others, even if that freedom means death. ↗

— Sam Tanenhaus

#demand #impulse #death