The best gift your true friends will ever give you is carry your casket with respect. So be good to those you consider exceptional.
Sometimes I think if I could do all the things that I stopped doing, meet all the friends that I left due to time, money and other unavoidable circumstances. Continue all my passions at least once. Th...
Death, it turns out, is the mother of all conflicts.
It's only young people who make giant, life-altering decisions based on what other people might think, and it's because they don't see their own death looming. Their fear is, "Will my family, friends...
Jest when we stopped wanting to kill ourselves, we started to die.
One day I wish to die, but today, I wish to live.
After you die, a rare friend or family member may carry your memory throughout life. Most will forget you. As if you were never here.
You never would get through to the end of being a father, no matter where you stored your mind or how many steps in the series you followed. Not even if you died. Alive or dead a thousand miles distan...
Death can come slow. Death can come quick. If you've got one last breath, you better make the most of it.
The biggest magic of the world is DEATH.
The courage to continue before the face of despair is the recognition in those eyes of darkness we find our own night vision. Women blessed with death-eyes are fearless.
Oh how wrong we were to think immortality meant never dying
Without warning, David was visited by an exact vision of death: a long hole in the ground, no wider than your body, down which you are drawn while the white faces above recede. You try to reach them b...
Die in a good way, obviously.
A death without being a loss to anybody is the most unworthy death.
Old age is catching up with me, or am I catching up with it?
When my own time comes, will I too long for the sea? I think I will be content enough with the soil. And I will not demand the exact spot, but let it be within this country Horace and I have spent the...
As young one we learned life is a opportunity and when we grow older we learned something more precious death is a gift
The world didn't end with a whimper or a bang. Your life finished in complete silence. Gone in a blink. And then there was nothing.
The ending shouldn't determine the meaning of anything, a story or a life. Logically, I don't think it can--didn't Heidegger say something to that effect? That the meaning of all our moments cannot be...