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Killing is easy," said Mo, "Dying is harder... ↗

— Cornelia Funke

#fantasy #inkdeath #death

Sendak is in search of what he calls a "yummy death". William Blake set the standard, jumping up from his death bed at the last minute to start singing. "A happy death," says Sendak. "It can be done." He lifts his eyebrows to two peaks. "If you're William Blake and totally crazy. ↗

— Maurice Sendak

#death #singing #death

It’s a hard thing to explain to somebody who hasn’t felt it, but the presence of death and danger has a way of bringing you fully awake. It makes things vivid. When you’re afraid, really afraid, you see things you never saw before, you pay attention to the world. You make close friends. You become part of a tribe and you share the same blood- you give it together, you take it together. ↗

— Tim O'Brien

#death #friendship #war #death

I began to feel that all the people I'd ever known who had died or left me had not in fact gone away, but continued to live on inside me just as this man's wife lived on inside him. ↗

— Arthur Golden

#death

My kind of loyalty was loyalty to one's country, not to its institutions or its officeholders. The country is the real thing, the substantial thing, the eternal thing; it is the thing to watch over, and care for, and be loyal to; institutions are extraneous, they are its mere clothing, and clothing can wear out, become ragged, cease to be comfortable, cease to protect the body from winter, disease, and death. ↗

— Mark Twain

#death

Trust me," Cameron cut in, "there ain't a thing wrong with those two unless you count the unusual and exquisite length of their legs. Brooklyn turned a tight-lipped smile on him. "Thanks so much for that penis-driven observation. ↗

— Darynda Jones

#cameron #death-and-girl-next-door #death

What Death protects can't be harmed and baby, you're the only thing I protect - Dank, Predestined ↗

— Abbi Glines

#death

Flaws would not only bring death but, far worse, humiliation. ↗

— William Goldman

#humiliation #inigo #the-princess-bride #william-goldman #death

The bird is gone, and in what meadow does it now sing? ↗

— Philip K. Dick

#grief #spirituality #death

Sin, death, and hell have set their marks on him, And all their ministers attend on him. ↗

— William Shakespeare

#evil #death