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The power of death signifies that this real world can only have a neutral image of life, that life's intimacy does not reveal it's dazzling consumption until the moment it gives out. ↗

— Georges Bataille

#philosophy #death

What glitters may not be gold; and even wolves may smile; and fools will be led by promises to their deaths. ↗

— Lauren Oliver

#fools #glitter #gold #promises #death

Once upon a time, there was a naïve and innocent girl who thought she could tame the beast and live happily ever after. But the beast did not want to be tamed, for he was a beast and beasts care not for such things, and the girl died along with her dreams. From childhood's grave sprang a young woman, jaded before her years, who knew that beasts could wear the skins of men, and that evil could exist in sunlight, as well as darkness. Plus ça change, plus c'est la même chose. ↗

— Nenia Campbell

#change #dark #depression #fairy-tales #life

Because I could not stop for Death, He kindly stopped for me; The carriage held but just ourselves And Immortality. We slowly drove, he knew no haste, And I had put away My labour, and my leisure too, For his civility. We passed the school where children played, Their lessons scarcely done; We passed the fields of gazing grain, We passed the setting sun. We paused before a house that seemed A swelling of the ground; The roof was scarcely visible, The cornice but a mound. Since then 'tis centuries; but each Feels shorter than the day I first surmised the horses' heads Were toward eternity. ↗

— Emily Dickinson

#emily-dickinson #death

And thus we all are nighing The truth we fear to know: Death will end our crying For friends that come and go. ↗

— Edwin Arlington Robinson

#death #friends #grief #loss #poetry

And what in the name of Merlin’s most baggy Y Fronts was that about? ↗

— J.K. Rowling

#death

Be nice to his family. Pretend not to notice the way their house smells. Pretend to like their food. Mimic their barbaric customs at the dinner table. ↗

— Laura Yes Yes

#interracial-romance #love #dating

When I found him lying in the ditch holding a shovel, I thought he was sleeping on the job. Turns out he was being even lazier, and he was in fact dead. 
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— Jarod Kintz

#death #ditch #find #found #job

Damn it all to hell and back again, you know very well that was a setup. You bloody well know I couldn't put my hands on her." "Yeah, yeah, sure, sure." Eve shrugged off her coat, tossed it aside. "I know a setup when I see it, and I know your face, ace. I didn't see desire on it, I saw annoyance." "Is that so? Is that bloody well so? Well, if you knew it was just what it was, why did you sucker punch me?" "Mostly?" She turned, cocked a hip. "Because you're a man." Eyes narrowed on her face, he tried to stanch the blood with the back of his hand. "And do you have any sort of idea just how often I might expect your fist in my goddamn face because of my bleeding DNA? ↗

— J.D. Robb

#eve-dallas #roarke #death

Do you shovel to survive, or survive to shovel? ↗

— Kōbō Abe

#life-and-death #philosophy #death