Death Quotes
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The end of life is likely to be an important focus for innovation. Most people die in hospitals, tied up with tubes and with their bodies pumped full of drugs. Yet most would rather die at home and with more control over the timing and manner of their death.
Geoff Mulgan
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I think the meaning of the universe is bound up with the egg. ... I am fed up with the meaning of the universe. Everything starts in the egg and ends in death. I think it's called 'the heartbreak at the heart of things.' But then perhaps our very mortality is an egg and at the moment of death our souls will emerge like damp chicks.
Alice Thomas Ellis
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We had a death pact, and I have to keep my half of the bargain. Please bury me next to my baby in my leather jacket, jeans and motorcycle boots. Goodbye.
Sid Vicious
Siouxsie and the Banshees
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I'm from Europe, and I was very aware that there are a lot of literature snobs - especially in Europe. As soon as something becomes a success, it has to be bad, and then they'll do everything they can to stab it to death.
Anne Fortier
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People assume that death hanging over my head would allow me to put things into perspective, but that's not how it works.
John Diamond
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What was sleep? A blessing, a respite from life, an echo of death, a demanding nuisance?
Colleen McCullough
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There is a deep contradiction in failing to enjoy life and yet fearing death when faced with it.
Kenko Yoshida
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Predictability is the cousin of death: I don't necessarily want people to see me coming. You know?
CeeLo Green
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There are still parts of the country where it's hard: when you realize you're gay, it's like a death sentence.
Jane Lynch
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Man is the only animal that contemplates death, and also the only animal that shows any sign of doubt of its finality.
William Ernest Hocking
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Have you noticed that only death arouses our emotions? How we love thee friends who have just passed away, right? How we admire those master who no longer speak, their mouths full of dirt. We them we are not obligated.
Albert Camus
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It was then I truly realised the whale is no more a fish than I am. So much blood. This was not like the fish on the quay, fresh caught, lying flipping and flopping, death on a simmer. This was a fierce, boiling death. She died thrashing blindly in a slick of gore, full of pain and fury, gnashing her jaws, beating her tail, spewing lumps of slime and half-digested fish that fell stinking about us. It was vile. So much strength dies slowly.
Carol Birch
