#eat

Death doesn’t always want your eternal sleep. Sometimes Death just wants your eternity. ↗

— Jacquelynn Gagne

#death #fantasy #novel #paranormal #romance

Katja kneeled in the Parisian streets, shaking and weak from the pain in her head and heart. It had come a second ago—a vague vision from another decade, nearly forgotten by its sender and screaming with emotional turmoil. And only moments after she‟d fed. In the now decrepit walls of a place she once knew, she stared down at a child in despair. In the room where a man breathed his last and a young woman‟s sorrow grew, he lay weeping in a rage only the heart of all sorrow can know. Death and fear came off of him in waves as lightning shared the secret of the man inside the child—the man who would be her beginning and her end if she allowed it. ↗

— Amanda M. Lyons

#eyes-like-blue-fire #man #rage #turmoil #vampire

The Cross of Christ is to be a reality to me not only once for all at my conversion, but all through my life as a Christian. True spirituality does not stop at the negative (death), but without the negative - in comprehension and in practice - we are not ready to go on. ↗

— Francis A. Schaeffer

#gospel #death

He watches the sun out of the world and the stars into it and sometimes I wonder if he watches the sun come up again. Is it hard to sleep when you know you are almost at the end? Do you not want to miss a moment, even those that would otherwise seem dull and unremarkable? ↗

— Ally Condie

#dystopian #death

What a terrible thing it is for children to see death, you say. We have it all wrong. If you make a child terrified of death, he won't embrace it so easily. And death must be embraced if you wish to follow Christ. Listen to His teaching. 'Unless you become like a child...and unless you take up your cross daily, you cannot enter the kingdom of heaven.' One is not valuable without the other. Janjic Jovic, The Dance of the Dead, 1959 ↗

— Ted Dekker

#death #following-christ #death

Du jour où il nait, l'homme commence à mourir; c'est la vérité qu'incarne la Mère. ↗

— Simone de Beauvoir

#life #purpose-of-life #death

When Sean died she understood for the first time how completely human beings were dependent upon a suspension of disbelief in order to simply move forward through their days. If that suspension faltered, if you truly understood, even if only for a moment, that human beings were made of bones and blood that broke and sprayed with the slightest provocation, and that provocation was everywhere--in street curbs and dangling tree limbs, bicycles and pencils--well you would fly for the first nest in a tree, run flat-out for the first burrow you saw. ↗

— Erica Bauermeister

#death #humans #death

Who we are takes generations to create and doesn’t end with death. ↗

— Stanley Siegel

#time #death

I think people see death as the hunter, but it's just the ticket taker, the timekeeper. It's the sound of a record playing in the background. ↗

— Elizabeth Berg

#death

To-day man is, and to-morrow he will be seen no more. And being removed out of sight, quickly also he is out of mind. O the dulness and hardness of man's heart, which thinketh only of the present, and looketh not forward to the future. Thou oughtest in every deed and thought so to order thyself, as if thou wert to die this day. ↗

— Thomas à Kempis

#death