Beth Revis Quotes
I can see, for just a moment, his beating heart in his ribcage, and then that, too, withers and dies, the useless, blackened lump tapping against his ribs before plopping out of his body.
Quotes to Explore
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Whenever we submit our will to someone else’s opinion, a part of us dies
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If this ever changing world in which we live in makes you give in and cry, say live and let die.
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Shawty Imma only tell you this once, you the illest And for your loving Imma die hard like Bruce Willis
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If love would die along with death, this life wouldn't be so hard.
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"We die," she said, "we die together. That's the deal."
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You can't really live until you are no longer afraid to die.
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An object dies when the gaze that lights on it has disappeared.
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I have not learned how often I Can win, can love, but choose to die.
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You won't die, Francie. You were born to lick this rotten life.
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Virtue lives when Beauty dies.
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Teen pop will never die as long as there are teens and popular music. It just takes a different head.
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I don't want to die. I think death is a greatly overrated experience.
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Time began when you were born. It will end when you die.
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Sometimes I am God, if I say a man dies, he dies that same day.
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Pretend to be mad and talk a lot. Then — and this is the important bit — do nothing at all until you absolutely have to and then make sure everyone dies.
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Well the truth is, everybody, when they die, leaves a void that cannot be filled.
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I am an old man who will live until I die," Anselmo said.
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No one ever dies an atheist.
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i hope i die warmed by the life that i tried to live
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From our birthday, until we die, Is but the winking of an eye.
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I am a cage, in search of a bird.
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. . . in seclusion, she had secluded herself from a thousand natural and healing influences; that, her mind, brooding solitary, had grown diseased, as all minds do and must and will that reverse the appointed order of their Maker . . .
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I am further back, surrounded on all sides by wailing men, their faces shiny with tears. Uncle Al promised three dollars and a bottle of Canadian whiskey to the man who puts on the best show. You've never seen such grief-- even the dogs were howling.
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I can see, for just a moment, his beating heart in his ribcage, and then that, too, withers and dies, the useless, blackened lump tapping against his ribs before plopping out of his body.
