#th

I looked over at Augustus Waters, who looked back at me. You could almost see through his eyes they were so blue. "There will come a time," I said, "when all of us are dead. All of us. There will come a time when there are no human beings remaining to remember that anyone ever existed for that our species ever did anything. There will be no one left to remember Aristotle or Cleopatra, let alone you. ↗

— John Green

#oblivion #death

I wonder, said the Lord I wonder if I know the answer any more. ↗

— Norman Mailer

#god #jesus #jesus-christ #lord #death

Well, being a Canadian, I love SCTV, and I think it's the basis for all good North American comedy, so I compare everything to that. ↗

— Melissa Auf der Maur

#basis #being #canadian #comedy #compare

Spending time with the ones who are dear to you is like being in a dream, is it not? ↗

— Sakura Tsukuba

#family #inoue-san #land-of-the-blindfolded #dreams

Something dark moves out of the corner of my eye, and the room chills. When I glance over, I see Death, watching us patiently. He’s so hard to look at. He’s everything and nothing. Beautiful and ugly, terrible and wonderful. His eyes are black waters that are too easy to drown in. I can’t even look at what he’s wearing; it’s impossible to look away from that face. He doesn’t spare me a glance—Maggie is who he’s come for. ↗

— Kelsey Sutton

#elizabeth #maggie #beauty

Those who endlessly praise the rank of martyrdom must first attain that rank! No invented rank is superior to the life! You stick to the life and let the fools stick to the death. ↗

— Mehmet Murat ildan

#death

He responded by tsking before he caught both wrists in one hand. His free hand reached into his back pocket. “Bianca, not everything is about sex.” Pulling out cuffs, he yanked her wrists above her head. “This is,” he added. “But not everything is. ↗

— Virginia Nelson

#reapers #romance #death

Take it from an old cadaver. Let go of the past. ↗

— David S.E. Zapanta

#cadaver #death #life #undead #zombies

I stepped between him and the window so I was inches from his face. “There’s only one Ophi I’ve ever been interested in.” I tugged on his arm, making him face me again. I reached up on my toes and pressed my lips against his. He wrapped his arms around me, pulling me closer to him. His kiss was hungry, like he didn’t want to let go. Finally, I pulled away, completely breathless. Alex just smiled, clearly impressed with himself. ↗

— Kelly Hashway

#necromancers #ya-paranormal #zombies #death

Perfection is achieved, not when there is nothing more to add, but when there is nothing left to take away. ↗

— Antoine de Saint-Exupery

#add #away #left #more #nothing