Death Quotes

There was something awesome in the thought of the solitary mortal standing by the open window and summoning in from the gloom outside the spirits of the nether world.

Death is the enemy. I spent 10 years of my life singlemindedly studying, practicing, fighting hand to hand in close quarters to defeat the enemy, to send him back bloodied and humble and I am not going to roll over and surrender.

A man should not leave this earth with unfinished business. He should live each day as if it was a pre-flight check. He should ask each morning, am I prepared to lift-off?

I'd rather get my brains blown out in the wild than wait in terror at the slaughterhouse.

The killing was the best part. It was the dying I couldn't take.

It's no accident that the church and the graveyard stand side by side. The city of the dead sleeps encircled by the city of the living.

Be open to your dreams, people. Embrace that distant shore. Because our mortal journey is over all too soon.

I am going to concentrate on what's important in life. I'm going to strive everyday to be a kind and generous and loving person. I'm going to keep death right here, so that anytime I even think about getting angry at you or anybody else, I'll see death and I'll remember.

The fact that when we die we are nothing more than worm meat---I just don't think about it.

It's sad when our daddies die. Makes us one less person inside.

I am not dying, not anymore than any of us are at any moment. We run, hopefully as fast as we can, and then everyone must stop. We can only choose how we handle the race.

When I pass, speak freely of my shortcomings and my flaws. Learn from them, for I'll have no ego to injure.

It is impossible that anything so natural, so necessary, and so universal as death, should ever have been designed by Providence as an evil to mankind.

We do not die because we have to die; we die because one day, and not so long ago, our consciousness was forced to deem it necessary.

If you live to be one hundred, you've got it made. Very few people die past that age.

I'm afraid I'm being an awful nuisance.

I hope the leaving is joyful; and I hope never to return.

If wild my breast and sore my pride,
I bask in dreams of suicide,
If cool my heart and high my head
I think "How lucky are the dead.

I guess that's how death works. It doesn't matter if we're ready or not. It just happens.

There is some comfort in dying surrounded by one's children.