#eat

Oh, we do not understand death, we never understand it; creatures are only truly dead when everyone else has died who knew them. ↗

— Arthur Schnitzler

#memory #death

Illium says that perhaps I can use them to flutter someone to death. - Aodhan to Jason, Archangel's Storm ↗

— Nalini Singh

#butterflies #illium #death

And the dreams so rich in color. How else would death call you? Waking in the cold dawn it all turned to ash instantly. Like certain ancient frescoes entombed for centuries suddenly exposed to the day. ↗

— Cormac McCarthy

#dreams #death

Each man is master of his own death, and all that we can do when the time comes is to help him die without fear of pain. ↗

— Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez

#dr-urbino #gabriel-garcia-marquez #love-in-the-time-of-cholera #death

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

A man falling off a cliff to certain death will stretch out a hand even to his worst enemy. ↗

— Robert Jordan

#enemies #death

The dying sun will glow on you without burning, as it has done today. The wind will be soft and mellow and your hilltop will tremble. As you reach the end of your dance you will look at the sun, for you will never see it again in waking or in dreaming, and then your death will point to the south. To the vastness. ↗

— Carlos Castaneda

#death

No mother should lose her child. ↗

— Ann Hood

#death

Give me your trust, said the Aes Sedai. On my shoulders I support the sky. Trust me to know and to do what is best, And I will take care of the rest. But trust is the color of a dark seed growing. Trust is the color of a heart's blood flowing. Trust is the color of a soul's last breath. Trust is the color of death. Give me your trust said the queen on her throne, for I must bear the burden alone. Trust me to lead and to judge and to rule, and no man will think you a fool. But trust is the sound of the grave-dog's bark. Trust is the sound of betrayal in the dark. Trust is the sound of a soul's last breath. Trust is the sound of death. ↗

— Robert Jordan

#death

Death Makes Angels of us all. ↗

— Jim Morrison

#death