#ra

What are you supposed to do - stop practicing law whenever one of your friends becomes president? ↗

— Edward Bennett Williams

#friends #law #practicing #president #stop

Як умру, то поховайте Мене на могилі, Серед степу широкого, На Вкраїні милій, Щоб лани широкополі, І Дніпро, і кручі Було видно, було чути, Як реве ревучий. Як понесе з України У синєє море Кров ворожу... отойді я І лани, і гори — Все покину і полину До самого бога Молитися... а до того Я не знаю бога. ↗

— Taras Shevchenko

#dnieper-river #homeland #honor #life #ukraine

The worm doth woo the mortal, death claims a living bride, Night unto day is married, morn unto eventide, Earth a merry damsel, and heaven a knight so true, And Earth is quite coquettish, and beseemeth in vain to sue. ↗

— Emily Dickinson

#inspirational #knight #love #married #poetry

Die Welt ist nirgends außer diesen Mauern; Nur Fegefeuer, Qual, die Hölle selbst. Von hier verbannt, ist aus der Welt verbannt, Und solcher Bann ist Tod: Drum gibst du ihm Den falschen Namen. - Nennst du Tod Verbannung, Enthauptest du mit goldnem Beile mich Und lächelst zu dem Streich, der mich ermordet. There is no world without Verona walls, But purgatory, torture, hell itself. Hence banishèd is banished from the world, And world's exile is death. Then "banishèd" Is death mistermed. Calling death "banishèd", Thou cuttest my head off with a golden axe And smilest upon the stroke that murders me. Romeo: Act III, Scene 3 ↗

— William Shakespeare

#liebe #love #tod #tragedy #tragödie

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

Around, around the sun we go, the moon goes 'round the earth, we do not die of death - we die of vertigo. ↗

— James O'Barr

#graphic-novels #james-o-barr #the-crow #death

Tragedy is when someone ends up dead. Everything else is just a bump in the road. ↗

— Gabrielle Zevin

#tragedy #truth #death

My heart, always so strong in the past, was like the fishnet stockings that clung to my legs—torn, shredded, and full of gaping holes. ↗

— E.J. Stevens

#paranormal #spirit-guide-series #teen #ya #young-adult

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

I am one pair of roses away from the grave,” I told the midget with the twelve-inch erection. It wasn’t his—he was just holding it for a friend (that impressive penis belonged to a much taller man). Ah, but that’s life, no?
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— Jarod Kintz

#death #erection #grave #life #midget