#w

A pool just isn't the same as the ocean. It has no energy. No life. ↗

— Linda Gerber

#bianca #ocean #pool #water #death

I would’ve died at sixteen years old if a miracle didn’t happened and saved my life. I would’ve committed suicide. And I know that there’s people here that feel crappy and they feel like life doesn’t make sense sometimes. But what’s amazing is that that’s only temporary and you can get through it. ↗

— Lacey Mosley

#faith #flyleaf #hope #inspirational #life

You and I have a connection that nothing, not on heaven or earth, or even hell, could ever break. If you want to talk to me, talk to me. I’ll hear you… ↗

— Cynthia Hand

#clara #death #hallowed #heaven #mom

His love of danger, his intense appreciation of the drama of an adventure--all the more intense for being held tightly in--his consistent view that every peril in life is a form of sport, a fierce game betwixt you and Fate, with Death as a forfeit, made him a wonderful companion at such hours. ↗

— Arthur Conan Doyle

#death

Among the tales of sorrow and of ruin that came down to us from the darkness of those days there are yet some in which amid weeping there is joy and under the shadow of death light that endures. And of these histories most fair still in the ears of the Elves is the tale of Beren and Lúthien ↗

— J.R.R. Tolkien

#joy #light #luthien #lúthien #shadow

Now I am become death, the destroyer of worlds. (quoting the Bhagavad-Gita after witnessing the first Nuclear explosion.) ↗

— J. Robert Oppenheimer

#science #wars #death

I watch my loved ones weep with sorrow, death's silent torment of no tomorrow. I feel their hearts breaking, I sense their despair, United in misery, the grief that they share. How do I show that, I am not gone... but the essence of life's everlasting song Why do they wee? Why do they cry? I'm alive in the wind and I am soaring high. I am sparkling light dancing on streams, a moment of warmth in the fays of sunbeams. The coolness of rain as it falls on your face, the whisper of leaves as wind rushes with haste. Eternal Song, a requiem by Avian of Celieria from Crown of Crystal Flame by C.L. Wilson ↗

— C.L. Wilson

#passing #sad #sorrow #death

You may say suicide is a loss of control and cowardly. Foolish as it may sound, I am prepared to argue. ↗

— Dee Remy

#cowardly #death #foolish #life #loss

He screamed for all he had lost...screamed for the half male he was...screamed for Jane...screamed for who his parents were and what he wished for his sister...screamed for what he had forced his best friend to do...He screamed, and screamed until there was no breath, no consciousness, no nothing. No past or present. Not even himself anymore. And in the midst of the chaos, in the strangest way, he became free. ↗

— J.R. Ward

#j-r-ward #vishous #parenting

Never use abstract nouns when concrete ones will do. If you mean “More people died” don’t say “Mortality rose. ↗

— C.S. Lewis

#grammar #mortality #nouns #writing #death