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But try to remember that a good man can never die. You will see your brother many times again-in the streets, at home, in all the places of the town. The person of a man may go, but the best part of him stays. It stays forever. ↗

— William Saroyan

#goodness #hope #truth #death

Somewhere deep inside, his humanity had been shaken by something so unnatural, so foreign in its essence, his very being withdrew from it... ↗

— Tamara Rose Blodgett

#retribution #zombies #death

No. Not a death wish. Just very little left to lose. ↗

— Stacey Kade

#loss #death

Śmierć, ów proces alchemii na wspak, w którym złoto życia ulega rozbiciu na cuchnące składniki wyjściowe. ↗

— Simon Beckett

#death

I think about the Old Ones, that they have a past but no history. I think about the inevitability of death, and whether it’s not that very inevitability that inspires us to take photographs and make scrapbooks and tell stories. That that’s how we humans find our way to immortality. This is not a new thought; I’ve had such thoughts before. But I have a new thought now. That that’s how we find our way toward meaning. Meaning. If you’re going to die, you want to find meaning in life. You want to connect the dots. ↗

— Franny Billingsley

#history #inevitabilities #inspiration #meaning #death

I loved you, you know... It's not my fault the world is what it is. ↗

— Ed Brubaker

#fatale #love #sean-phillips #world #death

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

— Lionel Johnson

#death #immortality #death

What we call 'time' isn't chronological but spatial; what we call 'death' is merely a transition between different kinds of matter. ↗

— Stéphane Audeguy

#death #matter #space #time #death

Man's destructive hand spares nothing that lives; he kills to feed himself, he kills to clothe himself, he kills to adorn himself, he kills to attack, he kills to defend himself, he kills to instruct himself, he kills to amuse himself, he kills for the sake of killing. Proud and terrible king, he wants everything and nothing resists him... from the lamb he tears its guts and makes his harp resound... from the wolf his most deadly tooth to polish his pretty works of art; from the elephant his tusks to make a toy for his child - his table is covered with corpses... And who [in this general carnage] will exterminate him who exterminates all others? Himself. It is man who is charged with the slaughter of man... So it is accomplished... the great law of the violent destruction of living creatures. The whole earth, perpetually steeped in blood, is nothing but a vast altar upon which all that is living must be sacrificed without end, without measure, without pause, until the consummation of things, until evil is extinct, until the death of death. ↗

— Josef de Maistre

#philosophy #art

Oblige me by taking away that knife. I can't look at the point of it. It reminds me of Roman history. ↗

— James Joyce

#death #history #knives #murder #rome