#dying

It's true, I am afraid of dying. I am afraid of the world moving forward without me, of my absence going unnoticed, or worse, being some natural force propelling life on. Is it selfish? Am I such a bad person for dreaming of a world that ends when I do? I don't mean the world ending with respect to me, but every set of eyes closing with mine. ↗

— Jonathan Safran Foer

#dying #fear #death

What happens if a car comes? We die. ↗

— Nicholas Sparks

#die #dying #love #noah #the-notebook

I touch you knowing we weren't born tomorrow, and somehow, each of us will help the other live, and somewhere, each of us must help the other die. ↗

— Adrienne Rich

#death-and-dying #love #poetry #death

We are always dying, all the time. That's what living is; living is dying, little by little. It is a sequenced collection of individualized deaths. ↗

— Chuck Klosterman

#living #death

No drowning man can know which drop of water his last breath did stop;... ↗

— Nicholas Sparks

#depressing #death

I don't give a shit, Dad!" "Well I do! I absolutely give a shit! This will completely exhaust you." "It's my body. I can do what I like!" "So you don't care about your body now?" "No, I'm sick of it! I'm sick of doctors and needles and blood tests and transfusions. I'm sick of being stuck in a bed day after day while the rest of you get on with your lives. I hate it! I hate all of you! Adam's gone for a university interview, did you know that? He's going to be here for years doing whatever he likes and I'm going to be under the ground in a couple of weeks! ↗

— Jenny Downham

#death

Somebody should tell us, right at the start of our lives, that we are dying. Then we might live life to the limit, every minute of every day. Do it! I say. Whatever you want to do, do it now! There are only so many tomorrows. ↗

— Pope Paul VI

#dying #every #every day #i #life

We are so afraid of the idea of having to die… that we always try to find excuses for the dead, as if we were asking beforehand to be excused when it is our turn… ↗

— José Saramago

#death

The old man smiled. 'I shall not die of a cold, my son. I shall die of having lived. ↗

— Willa Cather

#death

I’ll try to be around and about. But if I’m not, then you know that I’m behind your eyelids, and I’ll meet you there ↗

— Terence McKenna

#death