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Sine doctrina vita est quasi mortis imago" [Without learning, life is but the image of death] ↗

— Dionysius Cato

#growth #inspirational #learning #death

Nate liked Death. Death was in the clothes that he wore and the music he listened to. He would wrap himself in a black sweater and ask Death to ride along with him in his Honda Civic. ↗

— Lisa Ann Sandell

#death #life #nate #death

Actors are all about entrances, but writers are all about exits. ↗

— Vincent H. O'Neil

#directing #murder #mystery #playwriting #theater

Three marital bonds exist: Karmic, Dharmic and Cosmic. The first are of pain, misery, hunger, nakedness, disgrace. The second are of success, bliss, love, financial progress, etc. The third are only for the select, pure and holy souls and bring inexhaustible happiness. ↗

— Samael Aun Weor

#death

The main floor of Penn Station, early, the first commuters arriving, leaving, the man outstretched on his coat, wide circles of survivors forming. He's half in, half out of his clothes, being kissed and cardio-shocked, though he was likely dead before he landed. This goes on for minutes, minutes more, until the medics unhook the vanished heart, move him onto the cot and cover him with the snow-depth of a sheet and wheel him the fluorescent length of the hall through gray freight doors that open on their own and close at will. ↗

— Stanley Plumly

#death

One thing I must tell you preacher is to let go of the old life you were living before you repented, because they are playing a greater role in your life than your life as a believer.Since you have repented, you need to remove your old self like a garment and put on your new self so that you may not continue to deceive yourself or be living a double lifestyle and be arrested by death or the coming of the LORD. ALMOST THE WHOLE THING Page106 available online at amazon, barnes and noble.... ↗

— James C. Uwandu

#death

were the last words that I wrote for you enough to tell you that in my death the light that shone through my painful darkness was a blinding vision of your eternal smile? cold scalpel's steel whispers tear at my very core as I cling to my memories of you... ↗

— Xavier

#death

Mirtis kvepėjo lietaus lašais pakelės lapuose. ↗

— Hermann Hesse

#lithuanian #death

I admire addicts. In a world where everybody is waiting for some blind, random disaster or some sudden disease, the addict has the comfort of knowing what will most likely wait for him down the road. He's taken some control over his ultimate fate, and his addiction keeps the cause of his death from being a total surprise. ↗

— Chuck Palahniuk

#addicts #death

So there you have it: Nature is a rotten mess. But that's only the beginning. If you take your eyes off it for one second, it will kill you. Thorns, insects, fungus, worms, birds, reptiles, wild animals, raging rivers, bottomless ravines, dry deserts, snow, quicksand, tumbleweeds, sap, and mud. Rot, poison and death. That's Nature." "It's a wonder you even step outside of your cabin," I said. "My bravery exceeds my good sense," he said. ↗

— Lee Goldberg

#nature #phobia #death