Death makes angels of us all and gives us wings where we had shoulders smooth as ravens claws.
Loved. You can’t use it in the past tense. Death does not stop that love at all.
My biggest fear is death because I don’t think I’m going anywhere. And since I don’t think that, and I don’t have a belief… I’m married to someone who has the belief, so she knows she’s going somewhere.
We do not celebrate the death of our enemies.
See, I have set before you this day life and good, death and evil… I have set before you life and death, blessing and curse; therefore choose life.
The death of democracy is not likely to be an assassination from ambush. It will be a slow extinction from apathy, indifference, and undernourishment.
I eat death threats for breakfast!
Death does not concern us, because as long as we exist, death is not here. And when it does come, we no longer exist.
There is no easy walk to freedom anywhere, and many of us will have to pass through the valley of the shadow of death again and again before we reach the mountaintop of our desires.
It is easy to go down into Hell; night and day, the gates of dark Death stand wide; but to climb back again, to retrace one’s steps to the upper air – there’s the rub, the task.
Yes, people pull the trigger – but guns are the instrument of death. Gun control is necessary, and delay means more death and horror.
Many that live deserve death. And some that die deserve life. Can you give it to them? Then do not be too eager to deal out death in judgement. For even the very wise cannot see all ends.
Loss and possession, death and life are one, There falls no shadow where there shines no sun.
The gods conceal from men the happiness of death, that they may endure life.
Death solves all problems – no man, no problem.
I had reasoned this out in my mind, there was one of two things I had a right to, liberty or death; if I could not have one, I would have the other.
Death is the golden key that opens the palace of eternity.
In this world nothing can be said to be certain, except death and taxes.
Each day is a little life: every waking and rising a little birth, every fresh morning a little youth, every going to rest and sleep a little death.
We are dying from overthinking. We are slowly killing ourselves by thinking about everything. Think. Think. Think. You can never trust the human mind anyway. It’s a death trap.
A revolution is a struggle to the death between the future and the past.
I don’t have no fear of death. My only fear is coming back reincarnated.
If a man can bridge the gap between life and death, if he can live on after he’s dead, then maybe he was a great man.
Death is such a strange thing. One minute you’re here and then just gone. You’d think there would be an anteroom, a place where you could be visited before you go.
Neither the sun nor death can be looked at with a steady eye.
