#the

I’d seen him fight before, but it never got old. He was captivating. He never stopped moving. Every action was graceful and lethal. He was a dancer of death. ↗

— Richelle Mead

#the-golden-lily #death

Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe, and forget this lost Lenore! ↗

— Edgar Allan Poe

#heartbreak #memory #nepenthe #death

Harry Potter," he [Voldemort] said very softly. His voice might have been part of the spitting fire. "The Boy Who Lived." None of the Death Eaters moved. They were waiting: Everything was waiting. Hagrid was struggling, and Bellatrix was panting, and Harry thought inexplicably of Ginny, and her blazing look, and the feel of her lips on his-- Voldemort had raised his wand. His head was still tilted to one side, like a curious child, wondering what would happen if he proceeded. Harry looked back into the red eyes, and wanted it to happen now, quickly, while he could still stand, before he lost control, before he betrayed fear-- He saw the mouth move and a flash of green light, and everything was gone. ↗

— J.K. Rowling

#harry-potter #the-end #voldemort #death

I want to minimize the deaths I am responsible for. ↗

— John Green

#the-fault-in-our-stars #death

God, there must be a meaning. Fiercely he was certain that there must be a meaning. Surely, while we live we are not lost. Oh Janos, Janos my brother! Surely we are not lost--while we live. ↗

— John Hepworth

#death #fiction #hope #last-lines #the-long-green-shore

They are like the handful of belongings saved from a burnt-down house. There should be a continuous challenge to authority for change and reform, and groups of ordinary people should form an alliance to reclaim what was taken by the state inch by inch, like a children's game, and enlarge the territory to the level of practical equality. ↗

— Hwang Sŏk-yŏng

#socialism-communism-marxism #the-old-garden #change

Wherever men and women are persecuted because of their race, religion, or political views, that place must - at that moment - become the center of the universe. ↗

— Elie Wiesel

#become #center #men #men and women #moment

A boy needs a father to show him how to be in the world. He needs to be given swagger, taught how to read a map so that he can recognize the roads that lead to life and the paths that lead to death, how to know what love requires, and where to find steel in the heart when life makes demands on us that are greater than we think we can endure. ↗

— Ian Morgan Cron

#life #death

There's no way of knowing that your last good day is Your Last Good Day. At the time, it is just another good day. ↗

— John Green

#john-green #life #the-fault-in-our-stars #death

How old is the lad?' inquired Barceló, inspecting me out of the corner of his eye. 'Almost eleven,' I announced. Barceló flashed a sly smile. 'In other words, ten. Don't add on any years, you rascal. Life will see to that without your help. ↗

— Carlos Ruiz Zafón

#life