#y

But man by his nature is an unnatural animal. If any creature stands a chance of defeating death, it is man. ↗

— Tom Robbins

#immortality #death

Moth, that wasn't very nice. ↗

— Michael Buckley

#humor

It seems when Opportunity knocks, Fate shows up to open the door. ↗

— Anthony Liccione

#death #destruction #door #downfall #fate

It is enough, the now, and though it comes without anything, it gives me everything. With it I can repopulate the world. I can bring forth new worlds in underground shelters while the bombs are dropping above; I can do it in lifeboats as the ship goes down; I can do it in prisons without the guard's permission; and O, when I do it quietly in the lobby while the conference is going on, a lot of states-men will emerge twirling their moustaches, and see the birth blood, and know they have been foiled. Love is strong as death. ↗

— Elizabeth Smart

#hope #love #death

How mighty you are as death comes upon you and your color fades. Yet from life and lush to bold array, screaming into the night. ↗

— Kellie Elmore

#dying #fall #inspirational #life #philosophy

As the soil of a garden is richer and as the harvest of the garden bears healthier nourishment from the decay of leaf matter and banana peel and egg shell and human hair and chicken bone and fireplace ash, so the accumulation of death in teh ground of a city implants therein energies and powers. ↗

— Tim Gilmore

#history #paranormal #parapsychology #death

Movement turns dead dogs into maggots and daisies, and flour butter sugar an egg and a tablespoon of milk into Abernethy biscuits, and spermatozoa and ovaries into fishy little plants growing babyward if we take no care to stop them. ↗

— Alasdair Gray

#birth #creation #death #decay #growth

It seems reckless, even perverse, to spend so much time and effort nurturing such a deadly thing...Ernie and Pooka seek to understand death and to master their fear of it by domesticating it in the form of the brugmansia. ↗

— Dean Koontz

#death #master-death #poinsonous #death

The tags' chain stirs with the wind; and I sleep Paid, dead, and a soldier. Who fights for his own life Loses, loses: I have killed for my world, and am free. ↗

— Randall Jarrell

#poetry #death

Unnatural death always provoked a peculiar unease, an uncomfortable realization that there were still some things that might not be susceptible to bureaucratic control. ↗

— P.D. James

#murder #death