Death Quotes
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Do not expect good from another's death.
Cato the Younger
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Death is repose, but the thought of death disturbs all repose.
Cesare Pavese
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It was like I had a curse on me. I couldn't believe how much God was piling on. There was so much death around me.
George Michael
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A life of mere pleasure! A little while, in the spring-time of the senses, in the sunshine of prosperity, in the jubilee of health, it may seem well enough. But how insufficient, how mean, how terrible when age comes, and sorrow, and death! A life of pleasure! What does it look like when these great changes beat against it--when the realities of eternity stream in? It looks like the fragments of a feast, when the sun shines upon the withered garlands, and the tinsel, and the overturned tables, and the dead lees of wine.
Edwin Hubbell Chapin
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Death takes us piecemeal, not at a gulp.
Seneca the Younger
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Boss, life is trouble. Only death is not. To be alive is to undo your belt and look for trouble.
Michael Cacoyannis
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Death is an awful thing. I don't believe in it myself.
Eugene Ormandy
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Since the order of the world is shaped by death, mightn't it be better for God if we refuse to believe in Him, and struggle with all our might against death without raising our eyes towards the heaven where He sits in silence?
Albert Camus
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Was it better to die in the illusion of sunshine and warmth or face death in a cold darkness of reality? Was it better to die in happy ignorance or terrified knowledge? The answer, if you're a Londoner, is that it's better not to die at all.
Ben Aaronovitch
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Bible’s Song of Solomon, “Love is strong as death.” Or perhaps even stronger.
Esther Earl
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Death: There's nothing bad about it at all except the thing that comes before it-the fear of it.
Seneca the Younger
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Where the trees thicken into a wood, the fragrance of the wet earth and rotting leaves kicked up by the horses' hoofs fills my soul with delight. I particularly love that smell, -- it brings before me the entire benevolence of Nature, for ever working death and decay, so piteous in themselves, into the means of fresh life and glory, and sending up sweet odours as she works.
Elizabeth von Arnim
