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Since their first kiss in our kitchen two weeks after my death, I had known that he was - as my sister and I had giggled with our Barbies or while watching Bobby Sherman on TV - her one and only. Samuel had pressed himself into her need and the cement between the two of them had begun to set immediately. They had gone to Temple together, side by side. He had hated it and she had pushed him through. She had loved it and this had allowed him to survive. (The Lovely Bones by Alice Sebold) (pg 234) ↗

— Alice Sebold

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Life's like us We find it- and then the death A poem for a goodbye? Why insist? ↗

— Daie-Soko

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Quasimodo then lifted his eye to look upon the gypsy girl, whose body, suspended from the gibbet, he beheld quivering afar, under its white robes, in the last struggles of death; then again he dropped it upon the archdeacon, stretched a shapeless mass at the foot of the tower, and he said with a sob that heaved his deep breast to the bottom, 'Oh-all that I've ever loved!' The Hunchback of Notre Dame ↗

— Victor Hugo

#the-hunchback-of-notre-dame #death

Eva was a between-the-lines talker. She left the sayable unsaid and said what she meant without saying it. ↗

— Robert Wilson

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The portuguese never put anything behind them except a chair to eat lunch. ↗

— Robert Wilson

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Ein toter Mensch ist wie ein Saal, in dem ein Fest zu Ende gegangen ist. Ein rauschendes Fest. Die Menschen sind alle fort um irgendwo anders weiterzufeiern. Und schau, so ein leerer Saal hat doch was ganz Friedliches. Die Luftschlangen, die Gläser, die Musikinstrumente und die Stille. ↗

— Benjamin Lebert

#death-of-a-loved-one #death

["What happens to people when they die?" When she heard that, her grandmother made a sound that was not like a voice but a moan. And with a deep breath, she replied, "I don't know. To tell you the truth, I've never died."] ↗

— Kaho Nashiki

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There was something twisting in his gut that he wanted to deny and couldn't. It was like a knife in him that he could not remove lest he bleed to death. ↗

— Hazel B. West

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Where there's a doctor it's always a bad sign. Even when they are not doing the killing themselves it means a death is close, and in that way they are like ravens or crows. ↗

— Margaret Atwood

#death #doctors #raven #death

If I endeavor to undeceive people as to the rest of his conduct, who will believe me? The general prejudice against Mr. Darcy is so violent that it would be the death of half the good people in Meryton, to attempt to place him in an amiable light. -Chapter 7 ↗

— Jane Austen

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