Dies Quotes
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We die alone, but we live among men.
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Every old man that dies is a library that burns.
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I don't want to die. I think death is a greatly overrated experience.
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Take care to sell your horse before he dies. The art of life is passing losses on.
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An idea doesn't die," said Trapp. "It exists somewhere, in its own dimension, waiting to be perceived.
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Energy never dies. It just transforms.
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Time does not die; only people.
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More than anything I want to be able to go back to Cuba, to have a house to visit there, to know my roots. Then, at last, I could sing for my people.
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You rarely get money out of labels, except for when they open up a budget for a project. Other than that, it's a do-or-die type thing.
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He who lives only to benefit himself confers on the world a benefit when he dies.
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Don't plan to repent at the 11th hour - you may die at 10:30.
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If you purify the pond, the lilies die
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I will do comedy until the day I die: inappropriate comedy, funny comedy, gender-bending, twisting comedy, whatever comedy is out there.
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The good die young, because they see it's no use living if you have got to be good.
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The feeling for what ought and ought not to be grows and dies like a tree, and no fertilizer of any kind will do much good.
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We live thinking we will never die, We die thinking we have never lived
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If we do not die for liberty, we shall soon have nothing left to do but weep for her.
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So what if someone wrote your obituary... that doesn't mean you are obligated to die.
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To sue to live, I find I seek to die; And, seeking death, find life: let it come on.
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I don't want to just die a normal death, I wanna be killed twice.
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The nature of love is to kill for it, or to die.
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Often the test of courage is not to die but to live.
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When a man knows how to live amid danger, he is not afraid to die. When he is not afraid to die, he is, strangely, free to live.
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When I see the blind and wretched state of men, when I survey the whole universe in its deadness, and man left to himself with no light, as though lost in this corner of the universe without knowing who put him there, what he has to do, or what will become of him when he dies, incapable of knowing anything, I am moved to terror, like a man transported in his sleep to some terrifying desert island, who wakes up quite lost, with no means of escape. Then I marvel that so wretched a state does not drive people to despair.
