#sca

I'm going to die whatever you do, but I'm not afraid. ↗

— Erin Hunter

#death #erin #fireheart #firepaw #firestar

A flower bloomed already wilting. Beginning its life with an early ending. ↗

— R.J. Gonzales

#death #loss #loss-of-a-baby #miscarriage #sad

If Death is your father, you don't ever have to worry about what part of his body the disease will strike next. If Death is your lover, you don't have to be afraid that he will ever leave you. ↗

— Francesca Lia Block

#death

My wallpaper and I are fighting a duel to the death. One or the other of us has to go. ↗

— Oscar Wilde

#oscar-wilde #wallpaper #death

Who's with her?" Roarke asked, though he already knew. It was just like her. "With her? Oh, ah, hmmm. Webster." Silence fell, a clatter of broken bricks. Peabody folded her hands in her pockets and prepared for the explosion to follow. "I see." When Roarke simply turned back to the screen and continued, she didn't know whether to be relieved or scared to death. ↗

— J.D. Robb

#roarke #scared-to-death #death

You just hang in there, boy, hang in with that apprenticeship of yours, do you hear me? You are lucky they would even take someone like you. You’re a child of the slums. A ragtag. On top of that, you’re a whining piece of shit. Nobody will ever do anything for you. Do you understand what I’m saying? They’ll let you starve to death, no problem. Nobody is going to cry on your grave.” Poul-Erik’s Mother The Informer by Steen Langstrup ↗

— Steen Langstrup

#mothers #noir-style #scandinavian-mysteries #death

He spent several days deciding on the artifacts. Much longer than he had spent deciding to kill himself, and approximately the same time required to get that many reds. He would be found lying on his back, on his bed, with a copy of Ayn Rand's The Fountainhead (which would prove he had been a misunderstood superman rejected by the masses and so, in a sense, murdered by their scorn) and an unfinished letter to Exxon protesting the cancellation of his gas credit card. That way he would indict the system and achieve something by his death, over and above what the death itself achieved. Actually, he was not as sure in his mind what the death achieved as what the two artifacts achieved; but anyhow it all added up... ↗

— Philip K. Dick

#death

The ethereal beauty of the female semblance conceals that they really are dangerous like a great white shark in the most peaceful and deep water. (quote from the exhibit at the Cultural Museum) ↗

— Czon

#female-truth #females #scared-to-death #woman-s-charm #women-s-strength

There's nowhere else to escape to ... Except in a wooden box, that is. ↗

— H.M. Forester

#escape #reality #death

Am I to die?” I asked, and he stopped, raised our joined hands to his mouth and gently kissed my knuckles. “You are, my love, and in your sleep, you will become Death’s bride. ↗

— Charlotte Featherstone

#isabella-s-imagination #seduction-and-scandal #death