#dying

As bronze may be much beautified by lying in the dark damp soil, so men who fade in dust of warfare fade fairer, and sorrow blooms their soul. ↗

— Wilfred Owen

#darkness #death-and-dying #sorrow #soul #warfare

- Отново съм хванат на тясно. Каквото и да правя, някой все ще умре. А ако не науча езика ви, цяло едно село ще загине. Не правя ли каквото искате от мен, все някой невинен умира. Не виждам изход. - Изходът е лесен, Анджин-сан. Умрете. Не сте длъжен да понасяте непоносимото. ↗

— James Clavell

#death

My wallpaper and I are fighting a duel to the death. One of us has got to go. ↗

— Oscar Wilde

#death

I cannot live, if I am already dead. ↗

— Donna Russo Morin

#death-and-dying #live #death

Nomirt grūti, bet labi cilvēki palīdzēs. ↗

— Vanda Tomaševiča

#death

And all the while one spirit uttered this, The other one did weep so, that, for pity, I swooned away as if I had been dying, And fell, even as a dead body falls. ↗

— Dante Alighieri

#dying #death

Death didn't happen like I expected it to. There was no Grim Reaper, no chorus of angels, no army of demons. And my life didn't flash before my eyes. Death was the color of softness, a delicate green under a thin film of baby powder. There was nothing but soft random thoughts and picture, drifting through me like a child's breath blowing through a dandelion after making a wish. And as I died, I was held by my love. I wanted to soak up her love and smuggle it with me to wherever my soul was headed. -character Ron (Broken) ↗

— J. Matthew Nespoli

#color-of-death #death #dying #grim-reaper #death

When we're alive, life consumes us. But when we die, all of the color and the motion is gone so quickly, it's as though it can no longer stand to be wasted on us. ↗

— Lauren DeStefano

#dying #life #sever #wither #death

Fiction is an urgent business. It is the Dying Us telling stories to the Dying Us, trying to crack the nonsense in our heads open with a big hammer pronto, before Death arrives. ↗

— George Saunders

#fiction #business

Sensei says funerals are not really for the dead. They are for those left behind. "The dead are long gone by the time a funeral is held," he told us. "Who would wait when the doors of Heaven are open? Only the living would be foolish enough to still hang around on earth. ↗

— Sandy Fussell

#funerals #life #death