#mortal

Yo, Dekko, who do I gotta blow around here to get a shower? ↗

— Kresley Cole

#berserker #dreams-of-a-dark-warrior #immortals-after-dark #kresley-cole #lore

The most despairing songs are the most beautiful, and I know some immortal ones that are pure tears. ↗

— Alfred de Musset

#despairing #i #immortal #know #most

She had been dying so long that I had almost come to regard her as immortal. ↗

— Thomas Nelson Page

#been #come #dying #had #her

Should I be the happy mortal destined to turn the scale of war, will you not rejoice, O my father? ↗

— Zebulon Pike

#father #happy #i #mortal #rejoice

You have never talked to a mere mortal. ↗

— C.S. Lewis

#death #life #mortality #death

Time is a great teacher, but unfortunately it kills all its students." [Letter, November 1856] ↗

— Hector Berlioz

#lessons #life #mortality #time #true

When immortality becomes for us no longer a matter of academic discussion, but the most vital of all questions; we shall find our comfort where so many before us have found it, in the ancient words. ↗

— Henry Norris Russell

#ancient #becomes #before #comfort #discussion

My hair would continue to gray, and then one day, it would fall out entirely, and then, on a day meaninglessly close to the present one, meaninglessly like the present one, I would disappear from the earth. And all these emotions, all these yearnings, all these data, if that helps to clinch the enormity of what I'm talking about, would be gone. And that's what immortality means. It means selfishness. My generations belief that each one of us matters more than you or anyone else would think. ↗

— Gary Shteyngart

#belief #generation #immortality #selfish #selfishness

If a weakly mortal is to do anything in the world besides eat the bread thereof, there must be a determined subordination of the whole nature to the one aim no trifling with time, which is passing, with strength which is only too limited. ↗

— Beatrice Webb

#anything #besides #bread #determined #eat

I sometimes think that never blows so red The Rose as where some buried Caesar bled; That every Hyacinth the Garden wears Dropt in its Lap from some once lovely Head. ↗

— Omar Khayyám

#caesar #flowers #hyacinth #mortality #rose