#dying

As Ossie Jones crept out of his body and into the mist, his heart murmured till it was silent. ↗

— Biyi Bandele-Thomas

#death

Sterven is echter de eenzaamste gebeurtenis van het leven. We worden er niet alleen door van anderen afgescheiden, maar daarnaast stelt het ons ook bloot aan een nog angstaanjagender vorm van eenzaamheid: het is een scheiding van de wereld zelf. ↗

— Irvin D. Yalom

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...Death," she said, as her hand dropped away, " is how you know you were alive in the first place. ↗

— Vicki Pettersson

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This will be Great Mam's last spring. Her last June apples. Her last fresh roasting ears from the garden. ↗

— Barbara Kingsolver

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Excerpt: Paradox – Bound By Blood. The hands on a clock never falter, not for a second. One day ends; and a new begins. If there was one thing on this earth that could be counted on, it was that. Time never paused to mourn the dead. That particular privilege is allotted to the living. It is for the survivor to mourn, bury the dead, and leave the rest to the earth. That is the way of it – the way of death - and the misery it leaves behind. ↗

— Patti Roberts

#mourn #time-passing #death

We're always on breath away from something--living or dying--, sometimes it just can't be helped. ↗

— Heather Gudenkauf

#death #dying #life #life-and-death #living

Love is when you love someone’s spirit as much as their body, even if their spirit has departed and their body is buried wherever you hid it. ↗

— Jarod Kintz

#death #dying #funny #humor #love

Staring and staring into the mirror, it sees many faces within its face - the face of the child, the boy, the young man, the not-so-young man - all present still, preserved like fossils on superimposed layers, and, like fossils, dead. Their message to this live dying creature is: Look at us - we have died - what is there to be afraid of? It answers them: But that happened so gradually, so easily. I'm afraid of being rushed. ↗

— Christopher Isherwood

#dying #face #living #mirror #age

Everybody dies. There’s nothing you can do about it. Whether or not you eat six almonds a day. Whether or not you believe in God. (Although there’s no question a belief in God would come in handy. It would be great to think there’s a plan, and that everything happens for a reason. I don’t happen to believe that. And every time one of my friends says to me, “Everything happens for a reason,” I would like to smack her.) ↗

— Nora Ephron

#old-age #age

I worried I would miss it, and I knew, from losing Wyatt, that things happen the moment the soul is released. Wyatt had been there in the school, watching me, making sure I survived. Souls linger…they do. They linger a bit before they turn toward eternity. It could be that no matter how perfect their future will be, the past still tugs for a moment. ↗

— Laura Anderson Kurk

#artist #creativity #death #dying #glass-girl