Dead Quotes
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God remains dead. And we have killed him. Yet his shadow still looms. How shall we comfort ourselves, the murderers of all murderers?
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Jesus and Lincoln, Moses and Jefferson can seem so long gone, so unbelievable, so dead.
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At least it's better to be married than to be dead.
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Nothing was working, and my friend was dead, and I didn't want to look at that.
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Doesn't surprise me," Nana snorted. "I wouldn't put anything past your late husband." "He's not dead, Nana." Nana sighed. "Hope springs eternal.
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The dead must not rise—they undermine everything their dying created.
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To not want to be alive is not the same thing as wanting to be dead.
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Books are not absolutely dead things, but do contain a potency of life in them....I know they are as lively and as vigorously productive as those fabulous dragon's teeth and being sown up and down, may chance to spring up armed men.
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The dead never go to their own funeral.
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When asked "If you could meet any famous person living or dead," I always ask whether the dead person would be alive again when I meet them.
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In fact she was quite bad and according to Jas she was naughty at school, but no one seems to remember that now she is all dead and perfect.
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We followed the Honorable Elijah Mohammed, who is the boss. And we don't waste a lot of time arguin' about a dead black man, Malcolm X, when the whites are our common enemies.
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I hold that a man had better be dead than alive when his work is done.
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In the absence of observers, our universe is dead.
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Since the soul in me is dead, Better save the skin.
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One! two! and through and through The vorpal blade went snickersnack! He left it dead, and with its head He went galumphing back.
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Where the dead walked and the living were made of cardboard.
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The voice of the dead was a living voice to me.
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His place was always set at the table, in case he returned from the dead without warning .
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The man from whom the joys of life have departed is living no more, but should be counted with the dead.
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I have seen men march to the wars, and then I have watched their homeward tread, and they brought back bodies of living men, But their eyes were cold and dead.
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I couldn't work out what she actually wanted. Whether being dead happened in a pretty box on Welsh Street or someplace else, it didn't make a difference. Dead was irreversible. It was permanent. You couldn't do anything about it, and still, Tate seemed determined to take it back, like with the right answer, she could fix everything.
