#mo

While death and darkness girdle me I grope for immortality. ↗

— Lionel Johnson

#death #immortality #death

Now you got us whammied with the curse of squirmy death. ↗

— Richard Laymon

#humor #random #death

You know that look that women get when they want to have sex? Me neither. ↗

— Steve Martin

#humor #sex #humor

Bismilahir-rehmanir-rahim I call to witness the ink, the quill, and the script, which flows from the quill; I call to witness the faltering shadows of the sinking evening, the night and all she enlivens; I call to witness the moon when she waxes, and the sunrise when it dawns. I call to witness the Resurrection Day and the soul that accuses itself; I call to witness time, the beginning and end of all things - to witness that every man always suffers loss. ↗

— Meša Selimović

#dervish-i-smrt #mesa-selimovic #death

I like it here. I like the girls, and I like the DJ's, and the cocktail waitresses, and the loud rock'n'roll (though I would happily beat everyone in Poison to death with the severed limbs of the members of Warrant). ↗

— Craig Machen

#total-fangirl #death

It ought to be an offense to be excruciating and unfunny in circumstances where your audience is almost morally obliged to enthuse. ↗

— Christopher Hitchens

#death #humour #morality #death

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

I hadn't thought about Mom as much as I probably should have lately. It was a relief not to have all those emotional waves rolling through me at the mere vision of her face in my mind. Letting go of all the negative thoughts was like blowing out a giant gulp of air that I'd been holding in for what seemed like eternity. ↗

— Karen Ann Hopkins

#depression #emotions #grief #death

Each time I fail to think about death, I have the impression of cheating, of deceiving someone in me. ↗

— Emil Cioran

#death #memento-mori #death

Sometime later the islanders on a little rimward atoll were amazed to find, washed into their little local lagoon, the wave-rocked corpse of a hideous sea monster, all beaks, eyes and tentacles. They were further astonished at its size, since it was rather larger than their village. But their surprise was tiny compared to the huge, stricken expression on the face of the dead monster, which appeared to be have been trampled to death. ↗

— Terry Pratchett

#death