#ma

Kill me. If you’ve ever been my friend, kill me. ↗

— James Dashner

#thomas #death

Miss Mary Mack, Mack, Mack, all dressed in black, black, black. She has a knife, knife, knife, stuck in her back, back, back. She cannot breathe, breathe, breathe. She cannot cry, cry, cry. Thats why she begs, begs, begs. She begs to die, die ,die.. ↗

— Laurie Faria Stolarz

#death #magic #morbid #song #twisted

But Magnus, he thought. You never told me. Never warned me it would be like this, that I would wake up one day and realize that I was going somewhere you couldn't follow. That we are essentially not the same. There's no "till death do us apart" for those who never die. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#city-of-fallen-angels #magnus-bane #death

Before I go," he said, and paused -- "I may kiss her?" It was remembered afterwards that when he bent down and touched her face with his lips, he murmured some words. The child, who was nearest to him, told them afterwards, and told her grandchildren when she was a handsome old lady, that she heard him say, "A life you love. ↗

— Charles Dickens

#inspirational #love #made-me-cry #nobility #sacrifice

Dogs do not have many advantages over people, but one of them is extremely important: euthanasia is not forbidden by law in their case; animals have the right to a merciful death. ↗

— Milan Kundera

#animals #death #euthanasia #human-rights #death

Mad Eye' Moody on the Avada Kedavra curse: "Not nice," he said calmly. "Not pleasant. And there's no counter curse. There's no blocking it. Only one known person has ever survived it, and he's sitting right in front of me. ↗

— J.K. Rowling

#curse #death #harry-potter #mad-eye-moody #survive

If they tell you that she died of sleeping pills you must know that she died of a wasting grief, of a slow bleeding at the soul. ↗

— Clifford Odets

#depression #marilyn-monroe #suicide #death

Lines I die but when the grave shall press The heart so long endeared to thee When earthy cares no more distress And earthy joys are nought to me. Weep not, but think that I have past Before thee o'er the sea of gloom. Have anchored safe and rest at last Where tears and mouring can not come. 'Tis I should weep to leave thee here On that dark ocean sailing drear With storms around and fears before And no kind light to point the shore. But long or short though life may be 'Tis nothing to eternity. We part below to meet on high Where blissful ages never die. ↗

— Emily Brontë

#love #romance #age

He said that we belonged together because he was born with a flower and I was born with a butterfly and that flowers and butterflies need each other for survival. ↗

— Gemma Malley

#butterflies #butterfly #death #flower #flowers

Humanity i love you because you are perpetually putting the secret of life in your pants and forgetting it's there and sitting down on it and because you are forever making poems in the lap of death Humanity i hate you ↗

— E.E. Cummings

#poetry #death