#th

We would not wake up from this nightmare to find out it was someone's real life, and for once that someone wasn't just a poor unlucky nobody in a shack you could forget about. It was our life, the only one we were going to have. ↗

— Barbara Kingsolver

#death

When we parted, she held on to me tight and said, "I love you, Logan. Don't let's lose touch.' I couldn't stop the tears and neither could she, so she lit a cigarette and I said it looked like rain wasn't far off, and somehow we managed to part. As I write this I feel that draining, hollowing helplessness that genuine love for another produces in you. It's at these moments that we know that we are going to die. Only with Freya, Stella and Gail. Only three. Better than none. ↗

— William Boyd

#love #death

In the presence of death, no philosophy of life can feel triumphant! ↗

— Mehmet Murat ildan

#death

Life should be good - Life should be very, very good - and the only duty we have to the dead is to make it good for ourselves and other people. ↗

— Jackie French

#life #death

Healing comes by three avenues; what one eats, thinks and celebrates. ↗

— T.F. Hodge

#death

No matter how much I love you, I can't become you and you can't be me. Until death, we will remain as two separate entities, but it's precisely because of that that we choose to join as one. Melding into each other and becoming one with you. What words cannot express we use our bodies to convey. Deep in our hearts, where lies don't exist. I want to feel you to flame this passion to its heights. I love you. I love you. ↗

— Eda Yuuri

#death

Everything is touched by the holy when it is in the presence of death. ↗

— Karl Marlantes

#holy-spirit #war #death

Unfortunately they failed to appreciate the best part of you, preferring to lose themselves in the labyrinth of your grosser illusions. Didn't I show our well-behaved audience an angelized version of you? And you saw their reaction. They were bored and just sat in their seats like a bunch of stiffs. Of course, what can you expect? They wanted the death stuff, the pain stuff. All that flashy junk. They wanted cartwheels of agonized passion; somersaults into fires of doom; nosedives, if you will, into the frenzied pageant of vulnerable flesh. They wanted a tangible thrill. ("Drink To Me Only With Labyrinthine Eyes") ↗

— Thomas Ligotti

#sadism #sensation #spectacle #thrills #death

It’s a way of talking about lust without talking about lust, he told them. It is a way of talking about sex, and fear of sex, and death, and fear of death, and what else is there to talk about? ↗

— Neil Gaiman

#sex #vampires #death

As we Know we have to Die Tomorrow than its better to die in right way ↗

— Hazrat Imam Hussain

#inspiration #life #death