#er

I entered literary life as a meteor, and I shall leave it like a thunderbolt." [As quoted in Pol Neveux's introduction, Guy De Maupassant: A Study] ↗

— Guy de Maupassant

#death #meteors #natural-phenomena #news #sensations

No matter how ugly the manner in which a man dies, it’s only the presence of a suffering human soul that is horrifying, once gone, what is left is only an object. ↗

— Diana Gabaldon

#dies #soul #suffering #death

What kind of hellish punishment does Lev have planned if he needs the females’ crazy magic moon water? Nothing Talon has ever heard of but the gryphon is a recluse and stories about him keep children from sneaking out alone; a terribly convoluted mixture of the rogue army attack on his eyrie, death, and the name Lev, one of the few survivors mean enough to live through it. ↗

— Elizabeth Munro

#fantasy #griffon #gryphon #shifter #death

It was unsettling, Laurel thought, suppressing a shiver, how quickly a person's presence could be erased, how easily civilization gave way to wilderness. ↗

— Kate Morton

#disapearing #kate-morton #the-secret-keeper #death

There was something about other people's grief that was so exposing, so personal, that she felt she shouldn't be looking. ↗

— Jane Fallon

#grief #life #personal #death

Exposing impressionable young men to the glories of opera on their first evening at home with you tended to put the kiss of death on things, as Oliver, to his cost, had discovered over the years. ↗

— Anthony McDonald

#opera #death

once,a boy told a girl : i will stay with you forever, little did she know that his forever is only three months because..he died of cancer! ↗

— Amal Sagheer

#cancer #death #forever #girl #love

I froze all night. My back’s killing me. I want home, and I’m scared to death. But I guess the view makes it all worth it.” “You’re funny,” Angel said ↗

— Jayde Scott

#death

It is when death is rendered graphically, is televised so to speak, that you sense an eerie separation between your condition and yourself. A network of symbols has been introduced, an entire awesome technology wrested from the gods. It makes you feel like a stranger in your own dying. ↗

— Don DeLillo

#postmodernism #death

Y todavía los que no murieron bajo las chozas ni se rajaron los huesos bajo los árboles ni se desangraron bajo las cuevas, ciegos de miedo y de ira acabaron despedazándose entre sí. Los pocos que no sufrieron quebranto, como recuerdo de la simpleza de sus corazones, se transformaron en monos. ↗

— Popol Vuh

#death #dioses #fear #humanidad #humanity