#gh

He'll have to do without me, Jamie thought, not looking back. And then clearly, as if he'd been told, he knew Grenville /could/ do without him. There was somewhere else he had to go now, somewhere else he had to be. ↗

— S.E. Hinton

#dark #death #emotional #life #light

Death has always had a prominent place in my mind. There are times when I think somebody might kill me. ↗

— Dennis Rodman

#death #had #i #i think #kill

I was created, then the Society ordered the destruction of all mods. The day after I was born, the date of my death was set! So I sweated in that pill, just waiting to die. Day after day, my brothers and sisters were killed. Then I got lucky and got shipped out with a load of goods by mistake. Still, I always expected to be discovered and destroyed. I had a lot of time to think about things. I decided no one has the right to take a life. I exist! I should have the right to live and die freely!! Like humans, or even bugs. Even a mod should have that right. So I refuse to take a life. I won't kill ...not anything! ↗

— Tite Kubo

#anti-abortion #prolife #dating

When it's my time, and the reaper calls my name, there will be no stink of fear on me, and my only wish will be to die with grace, covered in the blood of my enemies. ↗

— Cedric Nye

#blood #death #fear #grace #horror

In a middle of a war a single doubt about what you are fighting for could mean death. ↗

— Kenneth de Guzman

#doubt #fighting-for #war #death

Nobody wants to believe that existence carries on without at least taking a stumble from their departure of this world. ↗

— Nenia Campbell

#dying #gavin #life #philosophy #thoughts

Although I had arrived in total darkness the light of truth at once burst upon my mind and I perceived most clearly that the republicans had overreached themselves. ↗

— Francis Bond Head

#arrived #burst #clearly #darkness #had

I pronounce ye married, laird and lady. No’ ’til death will ye part. And now, Toran,” he added with a wink, “ye may kiss the bride. ↗

— Willa Blair

#highland-romance #historical-romance #romance #scottish-romance #death

Aching familiar in a way that made me wish I was still eight. Eight was before death or divorce or heartbreak. Eight was just eight. Hot dogs and peanut butter, mosquito bites and splinters, bikes and boogie boards. Tangled hair, sunburned shoulders, Judy Blume, in bed by nine thirty. ↗

— Jenny Han

#childhood-memories #eight #memories #nostalgia #death

Ah, this delicious night air,' she said, luxuriously sniffing in the coolness. 'Night air and gardening are the great tonics. There is nothing so stimulating as bare contact with rich mother earth. You are never so fresh as when you have been grubbing in the soil - black hands, black nails, and boots covered with mud.' She gave her great jovial laugh. 'I'm a glutton for air and earth,' she said. 'Positively I look forward to death, for then I shall be buried and have the kind earth all round me. No leaden caskets for me - I have given explicit directions. But what shall I do about air? Well, I suppose one can't have everything.' ("Mrs. Amworth") ↗

— E.F. Benson

#death #garden-gardening #night #night-air #vampire