#m

Holding the knife with the blade against my palm, it became so clear how my life would only contain shadows now. Shadows of things gone; not just the people themselves but everything connected to them. Was this my future? Every moment, every tiny thing I saw and did and touched, weighted by loss. Every space in this house and my town and the world in general, empty in a way that could never be filled. ↗

— Jennifer Castle

#grief #loss #mourning #tragic-death #death

It's easier to miss her at a cemetery, where she's never been anything but dead, than to miss her at all the places where she was alive. ↗

— John Scalzi

#death #loss #mourning #death

I'm bored with it all. (Last words) ↗

— Wiston Churchill

#death #last-words #death

You can’t live your life thinking death is going to come all the time. You have to live life and if it comes, then we can only hope we were able to do all the things we wanted. He has to want to do something. Everyone does. ↗

— Shelena Shorts

#life #romance #time #truth #death

The most important thing I learnt on Tralfamadore was that when a person dies he only appears to die. He is still very much alive in the past, so it is very silly for people to cry at his funeral. All moments, past, present, and future, always have existed, always will exist. The Tralfamadorians can look at all the different moments just the way we can look at a stretch of the Rocky Mountains, for instance. They can see how permanent all the moments are, and they can look at any moment that interests them. It is an illusion we have here on Earth that one moment follows another one, like beads on a string, and that once a moment is gone it is gone forever. When any Tralfamadorian sees a corpse, all he thinks is that the dead person is in a bad condition in that particular moment, but that the same person is just fine in plenty of other moments. ↗

— Kurt Vonnegut

#perception #time #death

My peak? Would I even have one? I hardly had had anything you could call a life. A few ripples. some rises and falls. But that's it. Almost nothing. Nothing born of nothing. I'd loved and been loved, but I had nothing to show. It was a singularly plain, featureless landscape. I felt like I was in a video game. A surrogate Pacman, crunching blindly through a labyrinth of dotted lines. The only certainty was my death. ↗

— Haruki Murakami

#death #falling #featureless #labyrinth #nothing

I would’ve died at sixteen years old if a miracle didn’t happened and saved my life. I would’ve committed suicide. And I know that there’s people here that feel crappy and they feel like life doesn’t make sense sometimes. But what’s amazing is that that’s only temporary and you can get through it. ↗

— Lacey Mosley

#faith #flyleaf #hope #inspirational #life

Music links us humans, heart to heart...Across time and space, and life and death. ↗

— Nancy Werlin

#heart #humanity #life #music #death

You and I have a connection that nothing, not on heaven or earth, or even hell, could ever break. If you want to talk to me, talk to me. I’ll hear you… ↗

— Cynthia Hand

#clara #death #hallowed #heaven #mom

In a country where the sole employer is the State, opposition means death by slow starvation. The old principle: who does not work shall not eat, has been replaced by a new one: who does not obey shall not eat. ↗

— Leon Trotsky

#death