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If you are distant and misanthropic, selfish or cruel, you will find yourself alone in life and death. ↗

— Ann Brashares

#life #way-of-life #death

Come out, Yamiko, come out... ↗

— Katlyn Charlesworth

#historical-fiction #japan #death

The bulletproof vest--'bullet resistant,' technically--is made of two double panels of a synthetic material called Kevlar, inside a cloth carrier that holds it around your torso like a lead X-ray smock. One cop wrote phrases from the Bible on his, 'Yea, though I walk in the valley of the Shadow of Death...' Other cops wrote their blood type. ↗

— Edward Conlon

#bullet-resistant #bulletproof #bulletproof-vest #death #job-hazards

Whose are all these ghosts?” she said, smiling at a flustered-looking Geraldine. “Oh,” said Geraldine, “I think they might be mine...? ↗

— Diane Hall

#ghosts #life-after-death #love #paranormal-romance #psychics

Take sleep mark death. ↗

— Glen L. Richards

#illu #jamaican #proverb #death

...she knew, with all her heart that running away from the country’s top relationship coach was as good as saying, 'there’s no hope for me, ever'! ↗

— Diane Hall

#ghosts #life-after-death #love #paranormal-romance #psychics

That's what death is, Danny thought: wanting to talk to someone and not being able to. ↗

— Jennifer Egan

#death

I listen to the sound of India's voices for the last time . Laughter ripples like water . A prayer is a single note held long . There is so much life here . And too much death.I feel a soft brezze caress my face and I look up. An orange ribbon is floating through the air . In India , it's easy to see the wind . ↗

— Cathy Ostlere

#india #spritual #wind #death

I don't like the darkness but I want to live in it, I don't want to have pains but I always have it, I want to live in good way, happy and very normal life but I just can't. Because it's not that thing which some one gave me and I didn't took from anybody or anything that's just my destiny. ↗

— Shayne Azad

#destiny #happy #hurt #life #pain

Life was such a fragile thing—as delicate and as beautiful as a butterfly, as ephemeral as a sunset. Death is peaceful. Death is quiet, silent. It is calming. ↗

— akanksha

#beauty