Hermann Hesse Quotes
My resolve to die was not the whim of an hour. It was the ripe, sound fruit that had slowly grown to full size, lightly rocked by the winds of fate whose next breath would bring it to the ground.
Hermann Hesse
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Stare, pry, listen, eavesdrop. Die knowing something. You are not here long.
Walker Evans
I'm planning to be here forever, but I know at some point I'll probably have to give it up. If you live to 100, there's a very good chance you'll live forever. Because very few people die after 100.
S. Truett Cathy
My death is incidental, and I worry very much about my loved ones and, you know, would like to make it as easy as possible for them. Or wish I could will away whatever, you know, the sadness they will feel when I die. But for me, nothing. The world goes on.
Barbara Ehrenreich
When you have told anyone you have left him a legacy, the only decent thing to do is die at once.
Samuel Butler
I'll be making music 'til the day I die. I've done all kinds of stuff, and more is coming.
Eddie Van Halen
Van Halen
My fate is in the hands of almighty Allah.
Yahya Jammeh
Not to get too sort of mystical, but I believe in fate. I believe when roles are presented to me in my life they're for a very specific reason, something for me to learn.
Audra McDonald
We wish we were doing it, of course, under much better circumstances, but this man was loved. For Chris.
Axl Rose
Guns N' Roses
People really do like seeing their best friends humiliated; a large part of the friendship is based on humiliation; and that is an old truth,well known to all intelligent people.
Fyodor Dostoevsky
They don't have a lot of crime in the countryside other than theft. But every once in a while, things turn ugly, and when they turn ugly, they turn very ugly.
John Sandford
I read Carver. Julio Cortazar. Amis's essays. Baldwin. Lorrie Moore. Capote. Saramago. Larkin. Wodehouse. Anything, anything at all, that doesn't sound like me.
Zadie Smith
My resolve to die was not the whim of an hour. It was the ripe, sound fruit that had slowly grown to full size, lightly rocked by the winds of fate whose next breath would bring it to the ground.
Hermann Hesse
