#eat

I do not believe that I am made of the stuff which constitutes heroes, because, in all of the hundreds of instances that my voluntary acts have placed me face to face with death, I cannot recall a single one where any alternative step to that I took occurred to me until many hours later. ↗

— Edgar Rice Burroughs

#death

Cake and tea or death? ↗

— Eddie Izzard

#death

If your life was complete, you'd be dead. ↗

— Joshua Wisenbaker

#life #life-and-death #death

All creation necessarily ends in this: Creators, powerless, fleeing from the things they have wrought. ↗

— David Eagleman

#death #existentialism #human-nature #life #love

The only good thing about being frightened half to death, she thought, is that it makes me forget all about being seasick. ↗

— Alison Croggon

#death

So you find yourself surrounded by death and horror in the world, and you escape it into lust. But lust has no duration; it leaves you again in the desert. ↗

— Hermann Hesse

#death

I see black light (his last words) ↗

— Victor Hugo

#death #last-words #light #macabre #death

I love you as the mother of my child": the kiss of death. Mother of His Child: demotion. I am beginning to see this truism: Mothers are not always wives. I have been stripped of a piece of self. ↗

— Suzanne Finnamore

#cheating #deception #divorce #infidelity #marriage

Deep hearts, sage minds, take life as God has made it; it is a long trial, an incomprehensible preparation for an unknown destiny. This destiny, the true one, begins for a man with the first step inside the tomb. Then something appears to him, and he begins to distinguish the definitive. The definitive, meditate upon that word. The living perceive the infinite; the definitive permits itself to be seen only by the dead. In the meanwhile, love and suffer, hope and contemplate. Woe, alas! to him who shall have loved only bodies, forms, appearances! Death will deprive him of all. Try to love souls, you will find them again. ↗

— Victor Hugo

#death

How do you mourn something that never really belonged to you? ↗

— Rebecca Serle

#death #love #mourn #shakespeare #death