One can survive everything, nowadays, except death, and live down everything except a good reputation.
Death and vulgarity are the only two facts in the nineteenth century that one cannot explain away.
A new idea is delicate. It can be killed by a sneer or a yawn; it can be stabbed to death by a quip and worried to death by a frown on the right man's brow.
An evil life is a kind of death.
Give me liberty or give me death.
The longer your life goes on, the more death you face.
Once a child is confronted with the concept of death there's a certain innocence that goes.
The emotions triggered by fiction are very real. When Charles Dickens wrote about the death of Little Nell in the 1840s, people wept - and I'm sure that the death of characters in J.K. Rowling's 'Harry Potter' series led to similar tears.
The meaning of life is not to be discovered only after death in some hidden, mysterious realm; on the contrary, it can be found by eating the succulent fruit of the Tree of Life and by living in the here and now as fully and creatively as we can.
If I ever completely lost my nervousness I would be frightened half to death.
The rumors of my death have been greatly exaggerated.
As long as you have capital punishment there is no guarantee that innocent people won't be put to death.
Death is an endless night so awful to contemplate that it can make us love life and value it with such passion that it may be the ultimate cause of all joy and all art.
Death is the veil which those who live call life; They sleep, and it is lifted.
I think about life and death a lot. For the longest time I thought this was it, but then I thought maybe reincarnation does exist and we will all come back. My new thought is either of these could be true, but realistically what is going to happen is when you are dead you are not going to know you are dead, so it's not the end of the world.
I absolutely hate mowing the lawn. When I hear the mowers starting, I want to kill myself: it's the sound of death approaching. Hoovering's OK, but I never in my life wanted to have a lawn and certainly never wanted to mow one.
I stay way from that area, and there's only so many songs you can write about love, sex and death.
There are no atheists in foxholes, they say, and I was a foxhole atheist for a long time. But after going through a midlife crisis and having many things change very quickly, it made me realize my mortality. And when you start to think about death, you start to think about what's after it. And then you start hoping there is a God.
Military deployments have never been something to enjoy, but the consequence of the actions, the shared nature of the sacrifices, and the nobility of the cause are invigorating. To be clear, I'm not talking about the killing and the death; rather, the sense of purpose that pervades every action, reaction, and outcome.
Death frames the high wire. But I don't see myself as taking risks. I do all of the preparations that a non-death seeker would do.
All architects want to live beyond their deaths.
Death hath a thousand doors to let out life: I shall find one.
To die for one's country is such a worthy fate that all compete for so beautiful a death.
The death of JFK to the resignation of Richard Nixon marked a great turning point in American life.
Christ has conquered death, not only by suppressing its evil effects, but by reversing its sting. By virtue of Christ's rising again, nothing any longer kills inevitably, but everything is capable of becoming the blessed touch of the divine hands, the blessed influence of the will of God upon our lives.
Death is acceptable only if it represents the physically necessary passage toward a union, the condition of a metamorphosis.
Death does determine life.
Must not all things at the last be swallowed up in death?
No evil can happen to a good man, either in life or after death.
Property is unstable, and youth perishes in a moment. Life itself is held in the grinning fangs of Death, Yet men delay to obtain release from the world. Alas, the conduct of mankind is surprising.
I am able to follow my own death step by step. Now I move softly towards the end.
I taught myself confidence. When I'd walk into a room and feel scared to death, I'd tell myself, 'I'm not afraid of anybody.' And people believed me. You've got to teach yourself to take over the world.
Always read something that will make you look good if you die in the middle of it.
Even very young children need to be informed about dying. Explain the concept of death very carefully to your child. This will make threatening him with it much more effective.
Death is so important that God visited death upon his own son, thereby helping us learn right from wrong well enough that we may escape death forever and live eternally in God's grace.
Death is not extinguishing the light; it is only putting out the lamp because the dawn has come.
You know, the Bible is so clear. Go to Genesis chapter nine and you will find the death penalty clearly stated in Genesis chapter nine... God ordains the death penalty!
The body dies, but the spirit that transcends it cannot be touched by death.
Who am I? Not the body, because it is decaying; not the mind, because the brain will decay with the body; not the personality, nor the emotions, for these also will vanish with death.
In our Western culture, although death has come out of the closet, it is still not openly experienced or discussed. Allowing dying to be so intensely present enriches both the preciousness of each moment and our detachment from it.
Life and death matters, yes. And the question of how to behave in this world, how to go in the face of everything. Time is short and the water is rising.
Death gives meaning to our lives. It gives importance and value to time. Time would become meaningless if there were too much of it.
For, after all, put it as we may to ourselves, we are all of us from birth to death guests at a table which we did not spread.
Poems in a way are spells against death. They are milestones, to see where you were then from where you are now. To perpetuate your feelings, to establish them. If you have in any way touched the central heart of mankind's feelings, you'll survive.
The death penalty issue is obviously a divisive one. But whether one is for or against, you can not deny the basic illogic - if we know the system is flawed, if we know there are innocent people on Death Row, then until the system is reformed, should we not abandon the death penalty to protect those who are innocent?
The death of my own son has made me more sensitive. It's made me more compassionate.
Even at our birth, death does but stand aside a little. And every day he looks towards us and muses somewhat to himself whether that day or the next he will draw nigh.
Death comes for us all. Even for kings he comes.
We need men with moral courage to speak and write their real thoughts, and to stand by their convictions, even to the very death.