#his

Man, as long as he lives, is immortal. One minute before his death he shall be immortal. But one minute later, God wins. ↗

— Elie Wiesel

#death #god #his #immortal #later

If you are a Buddhist, inspire yourself by thinking of the bodhisattva. If you are a Christian, think of the Christ, who came not to be served by others but to serve them in joy, in peace, and in generosity. For these things, these are not mere words, but acts, which go all the way, right up to their last breath. Even their death is a gift, and resurrection is born from this kind of death. (157) ↗

— Jean-Yves Leloup

#bodhisattva #buddhism #buddhist #christ #christianity

This is what’ll happen,” she said, “and it’s true, perfectly true. When you go out of here, all the particles that make you up will loosen and float apart, just like your daemons did. If you’ve seen people dying, you know what that looks like. But your daemons en’t just nothing now; they’re part of everything. All the atoms that were them, they’ve gone into the air and the wind and the trees and the earth and all the living things. They’ll never vanish. They’re just part of everything. And that’s exactly what’ll happen to you, I swear to you, I promise on my honor. You’ll drift apart, it’s true, but you’ll be out in the open, part of everything alive again. ↗

— Philip Pullman

#his-dark-materials #pullman #death

Robert Todd Lincoln, a.k.a. Jinxy McDeath. ↗

— Sarah Vowell

#humor #death

Aware that his disappointment has its source in a defective education, he looks with anxiety on his other daughters, whose minds, like lovely buds, are beginning to open. Where shall he find a genial soil in which he may place them to expand? ↗

— Emma Willard

#aware #beginning #buds #daughters #defective

Watchfulness is the path of immortality: Unwatchfulness is the path of death. Those who are watchful never die: Those who do not watch are already as dead. Those who with a clear mind have seen this truth, Those who are wise and ever watchful, They feel the joy of watchfulness, The joy of the path of the great. And those who in high thought and in deep contemplation With ever living power advance on the path, They in the end reach NIRVANA, The peace supreme and infinite joy. ~ Buddha ↗

— Juan Mascaró

#meditation #death

I think about the Old Ones, that they have a past but no history. I think about the inevitability of death, and whether it’s not that very inevitability that inspires us to take photographs and make scrapbooks and tell stories. That that’s how we humans find our way to immortality. This is not a new thought; I’ve had such thoughts before. But I have a new thought now. That that’s how we find our way toward meaning. Meaning. If you’re going to die, you want to find meaning in life. You want to connect the dots. ↗

— Franny Billingsley

#history #inevitabilities #inspiration #meaning #death

Oblige me by taking away that knife. I can't look at the point of it. It reminds me of Roman history. ↗

— James Joyce

#death #history #knives #murder #rome

Man's naked form belongs to no particular moment in history; it is eternal, and can be looked upon with joy by the people of all ages. ↗

— Auguste Rodin

#belongs #by the people #eternal #form #history

Not until the beginning of the 20th century did Europe's urban populations finally become self-sustaining: before then, constant immigration of healthy peasants from the countryside was necessary to make up for the constant deaths of city dwellers from crowd diseases. ↗

— Jared Diamond

#disease #history #death