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Death is nothing to us, because a body that has been dispersed into elements experiences no sensations, and the absence of sensation is nothing to us. ↗


— Epicurus


#death

You'll forget your inner peace, forget that it comes from impermanence. From knowing that everything will break. And only reason can right you. ↗


— E.J. Koh


#death #family #fantasy #love #philosophy

A guy I grew up with recently died. I did attend his funeral, but only because I thought there’d be free food afterwards.
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— Jarod Kintz


#food #funeral #change

Jim had spent most of his life alone. The solitary nature of his disability and the constant moving had made it difficult for him to make friends. With his mother’s death, his last connection to a person was severed. He existed in Broughton like a ghost, doing his odd jobs, too silent for anyone to notice. ↗


— Bonnie Dee


#bonnie-dee #jim #death

Your boss takes a dim view of SEX? ↗


— Vincent H. O'Neil


#directing #girlfriend #love #murder #mystery

Even death is a joke on the old devil, if we are living for the Lord. ↗


— Nancy B. Brewer


#death

Casy said solemnly, "This here ol' man jus' lived a life an' just died out of it. I don't know whether he was good or bad, but that don't matter much. He was alive, an' that's what matters. An' now his dead, an' that don't matter... ↗


— John Steinbeck


#life #death

What kind of heart does one have to have in order to be able to get rid of these, without regret, as if they were empty beer cans? ↗


— Francesca Marciano


#death

Give a man with a death wish a bottle of whisky and a loaded gun, you get a dead body. Give a martyr a quote from scripture and a pocket full of prayers and you get a room full of corpses. ↗


— Kevis Hendrickson


#rogue-hunter-saga #zealotry #zyra-zanr #death

Greet the sky and live, blossom!... Yet even as the wind stirs your petals, flowers fall. My flowers are eternal, my songs live forever. I lift them in offering; I, a singer. I cast them to the wind, I spill them. The flowers become gold, they come to dwell inside the palace of eternity. ↗


— Jacqueline Carey


#death






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