#the

Elaine turned to her father in her distress. ‘Father will you give me permission to ride after Sir Lancelot? I must reach him. Otherwise I will go out of my mind with grief.’ ‘Go, good daughter. Rescue him, if you can.’ So she made herself ready for the journey, weeping all the time. Gawain himself rode back to the court of the king in London” –The Fair Maid of Astolat ↗

— Peter Ackroyd

#lancelot #sir-gawain #sir-lancelot #the-death-of-king-arthur #the-fair-maid-of-astolat

Death borders upon our birth and our cradle stands in the grave. ↗

— Bishop Hall

#hall #the-birthing-house #death

The banana flavour of his accidental conception, and the banana theme of his accidental death, now all seemed to conspire against him and rather suggest the universe, Mr Fate or whoever did have some sort of master plan after all. Despite all his earlier conjecturing, maybe the universe, Mr Fate or whoever was laughing its fat and meddling head at him. The outlandish evidence did seem to speak for itself, truly suggesting a mocking narrative devised by some mischievous author because quite simply a banana condom had brought Midnight into the world and a banana skin had seen him out. Putting those two seeming truths together, Midnight was once again forced to ask such confused and searching questions like: What is this place, where am I heading? And what’s the deal with all the ruddy bananas? ↗

— Tom Conrad

#chance #conception #fate #ghosts #midnight-merlot

We ought to be providing protective sanctuaries for the Kurdish rebels. That means finding some places where they can come and to which we will then be able to provide food and water and medical help. ↗

— Les Aspin

#come #finding #food #help #kurdish

Once the body has known death, it never lives the same again. ↗

— Arthur W. Frank

#death

It wilna end wi' me, Campbell. Slay me, and you'll face my brothers and after them my Muhheconneok kin. You cannae possibly kill us all. ↗

— Pamela Clare

#historical-romance #death

One of the reasons, surely, why women have been credited with less perfect veracity than men is that the burden of conventional falsehood falls chiefly on them. ↗

— Katharine Fullerton Gerould

#burden #chiefly #conventional #credited #falls

The man who was once starved may revenge himself upon the world not by stealing just once, or by stealing only what he needs, but by taking from the world an endless toll in payment of something irreplaceable, which is the lost faith. ↗

— Anaïs Nin

#faith #ladders-to-fire #lost-faith #theft #this-hunger

He doesn't mind if he dies... indeed, he would like to die; but yet he fears to fall. He would welcome a long sleep; but not at the price of falling to it. ↗

— William Golding

#fear #sleep #the-unknown #death

And now you intend to stay here with us in Riva?' asked the burgomaster. 'I do not,' said the hunter with a smile, and to excuse the jest he laid his hand on the burgomaster's knee. 'I am here, more than that I do not know. My boat has no rudder, it is driven by the wind that blows in the nethermost regions of death. ↗

— Franz Kafka

#page- #death