#th

A viagem não acaba nunca. Só os viajantes acabam ↗

— José Saramago

#death

Flying high in the dark sky, crazy and free, I was happy visiting the worlds and giving death or madness to the people. Either was liberation. ↗

— Lara Biyuts. Vampire Armastus

#life #vampire #death

Now you can be a kikei, too. ↗

— Katlyn Charlesworth

#historical-fiction #japan #death

You can pray and fight at the same time, Corporal. Especially if you learn how before things get rough. It’s important to have a philosophy of life . . . and of death. -- Chartist Gorman in GLORY MAIN ↗

— Henry V. O'Neil

#conscientious-objector #space-war #survival #war-in-space #death

I walked into the café, bypassing the waiting people as I scanned for the hulking figure of my partner. It’s official , I thought with a sigh as I spied him at a table for four and realized who else was with him. God hates me. ↗

— Diana Rowland

#death

When God justifies a sinner, everything in God is on the sinner's side. All the attributes of God are on the sinner's side. It isn't that mercy is pleading for the sinner and justice is trying to beat him to death. All of God does all that God does. ↗

— A.W. Tozer

#death

Find what you excel in and go past your limits, make yourself known! Because, to be forgotten is far worse than any death ↗

— Michael Rogers

#death

I was arguing with the paramedics after they got me into the ambulance, begging for something to eat because I was so damn hungry. Maybe that’s why I didn’t walk into the stupid white light. Maybe I knew they wouldn’t have anything to eat down that way. ↗

— Diana Rowland

#death

Halloween season. The season of the witch, so many thought. And, in legend, the night when souls could return to earth... And try to linger on. But the dead weren't really returning, the living created evil. ↗

— Heather Graham

#evil #spirits #death

All of a sudden it seemed as if I could smell the brain, and not in a oh-how-gross way, but as if someone had taken the lid off a pot of gumbo to let the aroma fill the room. And I knew it was the brain that smelled so utterly enticing—knew it with every single cell of my being. What the hell was wrong with me? ↗

— Diana Rowland

#death