#yin

Nothing, they say is more certain than death, and nothing more uncertain than the time of dying ↗

— Thomas Paine

#death #dying #uncertain #death

What passing bells for these who die as cattle? Only the monstrous anger of the guns. Only the stuttering rifle's rapid rattle Can patter out their hasty orisons. No mockeries now for them; no prayers, nor bells, Nor any voice of mourning save the choirs, The shrill demented choirs of wailing shells, And bugles calling for them from sad shires. What candles may be held to speed them all? Not in the hands of boys, but in their eyes, Shall shine the holy glimmers of goodbyes. The pallor of girls' brows shall be their pall, Their flowers the tenderness of patient minds, And each, slow dusk a drawing down of blinds. ↗

— Wilfred Owen

#war #warfare #anger

Death is not a tragedy to the one who dies; to have wasted the life before that death, that is the tragedy. ↗

— Orson Scott Card

#death-and-dying #life-and-living #sister-carlotta #death

Are you afraid to die? 'Cause it scares the hell outta me, And the end is all I can see, And it scares the hell outta me, That the end is all I can see. ↗

— Matthew Bellamy

#death

Actually, watching television and surfing the Internet are really excellent practice for being dead. ↗

— Chuck Palahniuk

#death-and-dying #humor #humorous #humorous-quotations #internet

Most people die at 25 and aren’t buried until they’re 75. ↗

— Benjamin Franklin

#death

I wonder about death, I who may never know it. It looks much like ecstacy, the way they open their mouths as they drown, the way their fingers dig into your skin. Their eyes are wide and startled and they trash in your hands as though with an excess of passion. ↗

— Holly Black

#death

We born dyin'...But you ask a man an' he talk like he gonna live forevah. ↗

— Walter Mosley

#living #death

But you're dead," said Harry. "Oh yes," said Dumbledore matter-of-factly. "Then...I'm dead too?" "Ah," said Dumbledore, smiling still more broadly. "That is the question, isn't it? On the whole, dear boy, I think not.” They looked at each other, the old man still beaming. "Not?" repeated Harry. "Not," said Dumbledore. "But…" Harry raised his hand instinctively toward the lightning scar. It did not seem to be there. "But I should have died—I didn't defend myself! I meant to let him kill me!" "And that," said Dumbledore, "will, I think, have made all the difference. ↗

— J.K. Rowling

#dying #death

How nice—to feel nothing, and still get full credit for being alive. ↗

— Kurt Vonnegut

#death-and-dying #death