#fat

When he died, I went about like a ragged crow telling strangers, "My father died, my father died." My indiscretion embarrassed me, but I could not help it. Without my father on his Delhi rooftop, why was I here? Without him there, why should I go back? Without that ache between us, what was I made of? ↗

— Kiran Desai

#fathers #identity #loss #death

Once a thing is set to happen, all you can do is hope it won't. Or will-depending. As long as you live, there’s always something waiting, and even if it’s bad, and you know it's bad, what can you do? You can’t stop living. ↗

— Truman Capote

#death #fate #inspirational #life #living

Whilst the wolflets bayed, A grave was made, And then with the strokes of a silver spade, It was filled to make a mound. And for two cold days and three long nights, The father tended that holy plot; And stayed by where his wife was laid, In the grave within the ground. ↗

— Roman Payne

#burial #death #father-and-wife #grave #payne

Ignorance is fatal. ↗

— Ray Bradbury

#death #fatal #ignorance #knowledge #ray

There is no such thing as coincidence in this world. The only thing is hitsuzen. Hitsuzen...A naturally fore-ordained event. A state in which all other outcomes are impossible. ↗

— CLAMP

#fate #manga #nature

And where, I ask you, can a man escape to, when he hasn’t enough madness left inside him? The truth is an endless death agony. The truth is death. You have to choose: death or lies. I’ve never been able to kill myself. ↗

— Louis-Ferdinand Céline

#truth #death

Some people think destiny is something you cannot escape, such as death or a curdled cheesecake, both of which always turn up sooner or later. ↗

— Lemony Snicket

#death #destiny #fate #death

I loved you, you know... It's not my fault the world is what it is. ↗

— Ed Brubaker

#fatale #love #sean-phillips #world #death

La verdad, es que en el fondo soy un fatalista. Si a uno le llega la hora, da lo mismo un Boeing que la puntual maceta que se derrumba sobre uno desde un séptimo piso ↗

— Mario Benedetti

#fatalism #resignation #death

She nailed it to the wall with her well-aimed dart, like a butterfly with no will whose sentence has always been written. ↗

— Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez

#fate #tragedy #death