#dying

Europe, which gave us the idea of same-sex marriage, is a dying society, with birthrates 50 percent below replacement. ↗

— Maggie Gallagher

#dying #europe #gave #idea #marriage

As the plane got closer to Miami, I had this terrible feeling he was dying. Maybe he was telling me that he was going. I felt anger, panic, despair and helplessness. ↗

— Robin Gibb

#closer #despair #dying #feeling #felt

First we attacked the Russian soldiers with our gases, and then when we saw the poor fellows lying there, dying slowly, we tried to make breathing easier for them by using our own life-saving devices on them. ↗

— Otto Hahn

#breathing #devices #dying #easier #fellows

To die, to sleep - To sleep, perchance to dream - ay, there's the rub, For in this sleep of death what dreams may come... ↗

— William Shakespeare

#death-and-dying #hamlet #shakespeare #dreams

[In my dream] they slide their lips over my skin, whispering whispering whispering. They tell me their names, they tell me their lives, they tell me their pain...I can't struggle, I can't stop laughing, I can't resist these people who once were. ↗

— Carrie Ryan

#death

A dislike of death is no proof of the want of religion. The instincts of nature shrink from it, for no creature can like its own dissolution. But though death is not desired, the result of it may be, for dying to the Christian is the way to life eternal. ↗

— William Jay

#creature #death #desired #dislike #dissolution

The darkness of death is like the evening twilight; it makes all objects appear more lovely to the dying. ↗

— Jean Paul

#darkness #death #dying #evening #like

That was my childhood. I grew up with the monks, studying Sanskrit and meditating for hours in the morning and hours in the evening, and going once a day to beg for food. ↗

— Satish Kumar

#childhood #day #evening #food #going

I glimpsed the man's face with the shine of death on it. They laid him down there in the open. They had brought him there to be close to his death, I understood this also at the same moment. For who would wish to see a companion gasp his last on a jolting cart? We desire to keep the dying and the newly dead close before our eyes so as to give them full meed of pity. Our Lord was brought down to be pitied, on the Cross He was too far away. ↗

— Barry Unsworth

#dying #pity #death

You can call me Grandpa, if that does it for you. ↗

— R.K. Lilley

#funny #funny