#life

The woman who later became his wife was sleeping in his bed, her face buried in the pillows and her feet crossed on top of each other like a child's. He watched her sleep and struggled to see her as she was, but what he saw instead were her muscles and bones. He saw right through the skin to where her femur connected to her tibia by way of the ligaments, to the hair web of nerves and the delicate forest of her lungs, to the abstract heart pumping blood through her arteries. It terrified him how easily these systems could fail her. ↗

— Nicole Krauss

#death #life #death

Psychology is a subject of life, death, and in-betweens. ↗

— Santosh Kalwar

#life #psychology #subject #death

There's nothing like love or incumbent death to make you realize how many things you still want to do. ↗

— Monica La Porta

#death

His father had always said, Son, the most important thing in life is to make a contribution. Who would have thought Kittridge’s contribution would be video-blogging from the front lines of the apocalypse? ↗

— Justin Cronin

#incongruous #life

The Angel of Death is the invisible Angel of Life. ↗

— Henry Mills Alden

#death #life #death

I can serve in heaven cause I reigned in hell ↗

— The Dictators band

#heaven #hell #life #death

Nothing in life was as ugly as death. ↗

— Graham Greene

#life #death

I believe there are ways whose ends are life instead of death. ↗

— William Saroyan

#life #death

When I'm lying in my bed, I think about life, and I think about death, and neither one particularly occurs to me. ↗

— Steven Patrick Morrissey

#life #death

The only thing she really enjoyed was a funeral. You knew where you were with a corpse. Nothing more could happen to it. But while there was life there was fear. ↗

— L.M. Montgomery

#life #relationships #death