Dying Quotes
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I love music videos, I really do. I think it's kind of sad that it's a dying art form.
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Love is not the dying moan of a distant violin - it's the triumphant twang of a bedspring.
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Alas, I am dying beyond my means.
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Few parents nowadays pay any regard to what their children say to them. The old fashioned respect for the young is fast dying out.
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What is a fear of living? It's being preeminently afraid of dying. It is not doing what you came here to do, out of timidity and spinelessness. The antidote is to take full responsibility for yourself - for the time you take up and the space you occupy. If you don't know what you're here to do, then just do some good.
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Once you stop learning, you start dying.
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Wavering between the profit and the loss In this brief transit where the dreams cross The dreamcrossed twilight between birth and dying
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I am dying soon, and I am choosing to have fun today, tomorrow and every other day I have left.
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Tolerance is the last virtue of a depraved society. When you have an immoral society that has blatantly, proudly, violated all of the commandments of God, there is one last virtue they insist upon: tolerance for their immorality.
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Life is a constant process of dying.
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I think we should look forward to death more than we do. Of course everybody hates to go to bed or miss anything, but dying is really the only chance we'll get to rest.
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If I were dying, my last words would be: Have faith and pursue the unknown end.
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If even dying is to be made a social function, then, grant me the favor of sneaking out on tiptoe without disturbing the party.
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When God issues a call to us, it is always a holy call. The vocation of dying is a sacred vocation. To understand that is one of the most important lessons a Christian can ever learn. When the summons comes, we can respond in many ways. We can become angry, bitter or terrified. But if we see it as a call from God and not a threat from Satan, we are far more prepared to cope with its difficulties.
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Man, me and Biggie were the biggest artists in New York. When he passed, I was so messed up. My attitude was messed up about him dying. There was an East-West thing back then, and I was in war mode.
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Europe, which gave us the idea of same-sex marriage, is a dying society, with birthrates 50 percent below replacement.
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History is not a long series of centuries in which men did all the interesting/important things and women stayed home and twiddled their thumbs in between pushing out babies, making soup and dying in childbirth.
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It was a lovely feeling, dying. I can remember being in the hospital, all wired up to tubes and thinking, 'If only you'd take these tubes out, it feels so nice.' It felt so - it felt like being in a bath of velvet. It was such a nice feeling. Everything felt so soft and floppy, and I wanted to go.
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When I was growing up as a young lesbian in the '50s, I looked in vain for books about my people. I did find some paperbacks with lurid covers in the local bus station, but they ended with the gay character's committing suicide, dying in a car crash, being sent to a mental hospital, or 'turning' heterosexual.
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Real war was the thousands of Chinese refugees dying of cholera in the sealed stockades at Pootung, and the bloody heads of Communist soldiers mounted on pikes along the Bund. In a real war no one knew which side he was on, and there were no flags or commentators or winners. In a real war there were no enemies.
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Those who do not know how to live must make a merit of dying.
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Say what we will, death is the best thing nature has found to please everyone. With each of us, everything vanishes, everything stops forever. What an advantage, what an abuse! Without the least effort on our part, we own the universe, we drag it into our own disappearance. No doubt about it, dying is immoral…
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Why did people get so upset when somebody mentioned dying? Did they think that if they didn’t mention it, it would skip a few people and leave them alive forever?
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Where are the feasts we were promised? Where is the wine, the new wine, dying on the vine.
