#fiction

Does it make you brave to stick your hand in a bear's mouth? Would you do it again just because you didn't die? ↗

— Robert Jordan

#death #fantasy-fiction #medieval #death

People who fall in love can fall out of it. ↗

— Philip Beard

#realistic-fiction #young-adult #death

Fear sees, even when eyes are closed. ↗

— Wayne Gerard Trotman

#fear #fear-of-death #fear-of-failure #fear-of-unknown #psychic

We take off into the cosmos, ready for anything: for solitude, for hardship, for exhaustion, death. Modesty forbids us to say so, but there are times when we think pretty well of ourselves. And yet, if we examine it more closely, our enthusiasm turns out to be all sham. We don't want to conquer the cosmos, we simply want to extend the boundaries of Earth to the frontiers of the cosmos.... We are humanitarian and chivalrous; we don't want to enslave other races, we simply want to bequeath them our values and take over their heritage in exchange. We think of ourselves as the Knights of the Holy Contact. This is another lie. We are only seeking Man. We have no need of other worlds. We need mirrors. (1970 English translation) ↗

— Stanisław Lem

#imperialism #jingoism #new-worlds #racism #science-fiction

True love never dies for it is lust that fades away. Love bonds for a lifetime but lust just pushes away. -Alicia Barnhart ↗

— Lysious

#love #romance #death

So I’m figuring this is death. The little air left in the cockpit is toxic with marthenine, and I can only wonder how much of it I have breathed in. Is my throat becoming raw hamburger? My lungs, oatmeal? ↗

— Kea Alwang

#kea-alwang #science-fiction #teen #treehugger #ya

Everything we know and believe about deity and divinity nowadays, is a direct origin of old civilizations. Everybody, Greeks, Saxons, Assyrians and Soumerians, all imitate the ancient ways of the first tribes of central Africa (Mason father to his son in "The Omniconstant ↗

— Christos Rodoulla Tsiailis

#death #fiction #masonry #masons #nano-robotics

And strange were the tales of the pond in the meadow, And eager we listened with eyes opened wide To Those tales often told by poor Mary the widow, Who lived in a cottage the meadow beside. Play not, my dear boys, near the pond in the meadow, The mermaid is waiting to pull you beneath; Climb not for a bird’s nest, the bough it may sliver, And the mermaid will drag you to darkness and death. ↗

— J.R. Withers

#moon-stealers #science-fiction #death

Ain’t nothing too serious. Even death is a joke on the old devil, if we are living for the Lord. from "Beyond Sandy Ridge ↗

— Nancy B. Brewer

#bestseller #carolina-rain #civil-war #historical-fiction #kindle

A ruler who hides behind paid executioners soon forgets what death is -Ned Stark- ↗

— George R.R. Martin

#death