#old

I've told my children that when I die, to release balloons in the sky to celebrate that I graduated. For me, death is a graduation. ↗

— Elisabeth Kubler-Ross

#balloons #celebrate #children #die #graduated

It's about a young girl who will stop at nothing to be the valedictorian of her class. It's very dark and very wicked, but it's got a great part for a kid, and a great part for an older woman. ↗

— Kevin Williamson

#class #dark #girl #got #great

In dreams you can become everything you're not. You can reverse the most fundamental truths of your life. You can taste death, the ultimate opposite. ↗

— Robin Wasserman

#lia-kahn #shattered #death

I have given you your liberty, Lucius, is that not enough for you? But I have noticed that you and your family seem less than happy of late. . . . What is it about my presence in your home that displeases you, Lucius?” “Nothing — nothing, my Lord!” “Such lies, Lucius . . . ↗

— J.K. Rowling

#voldemort #death

With the rise of America, the global balance of power shifted away from the old European powers. ↗

— Armstrong Williams

#away #balance #balance of power #european #european powers

You have to be very deep to be dead, he thought, and I'm not. He began to have some concept of forever, and his mind shivered as his body had when he had wakened in the cold nights and thrust his hands between his thighs to keep warm. It will be a long night, he thought. ↗

— Peter S. Beagle

#death #forever #night #death

Mark was dead. Nevva had killed him. Ravinia had killed him. Saint Dane had killed him. I focused passed the swinging rope at the thousands of people who shouted and cheered at the death of a hero. And I snapped. ↗

— DJ MacHale

#death

But you can’t put fight into a man’s guts if he hasn’t any fight in him. There are some of us so cowardly that you can’t ever make heroes of us, not even if you frighten us to death. We know too much, maybe. There are some of us who don’t live in the moment, who live a little ahead, or a little behind. ↗

— Henry Miller

#fight #soldier #death

She wasn’t crying at all. This was what scared him the most. Where had she locked up the things he’d seen her feeling that day when she heard? She wasn’t that big a girl to hold all of it—to hold her brother’s life and his death inside of her. To hold all his long-limbed raging tidal motion and all the loss of that. ↗

— Francesca Lia Block

#loss #morning #mourn #withdrawal #death

Human pigeons there the dancers Gunfighters: metal-romancers This war needs no necromancer Iron shells its spell-commencer Journalists, writers: freelancer Donate words as ‘peace enhancer’ Where’s the question when war’s the answer? Mortality now life’s financer! From the poem- "For Them" By Munia Khan ↗

— Munia Khan

#soldiers #terrorists #war #life