Deep down a broken heart, all the sadness one can bear is misery.
I mean, they say you die twice. One time when you stop breathing and a second time, a bit later on, when somebody says your name for the last time.
The flesh would shrink and go, the blood would dry, but no one believes in his mind of minds or heart of hearts that the pictures do stop.
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.
Deep inside of us we all know there is someone we were meant to be.
A candle without a spark, a sky without a sun, the look people get when they cease to be people, start being bodies.
I've adopted the guideline of Warren Buffett's partner, Charlie Munger, who says "I wanna know where I'll be when I die - so I never go there.
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...
When you are about to die a montage of your family and friends fast forwards until your mind flashes quickly to the person you love and what you last said to them. If it was loving, you die in peace....
We walk on the ground and give sparse recognition to the mud that will be the eternal homes for the bodies that we praise so much. Ground might not worth much but it holds billions of history and some...
The scariest thing about death is not dying, it's the uncertainty of what happens after
He watches the sun out of the world and the stars into it and sometimes I wonder if he watches the sun come up again. Is it hard to sleep when you know you are almost at the end? Do you not want to mi...
All my life I had lived on the presumption that there was no existence beyond... flesh, the moment of being alive... then nothing. I had searched in superstition... But there was nothing. Then I heard...
People are fragile. They die of mistakes, of overdoses, of sickness. But mostly they die of Death.
Death is just a door that only love can come and go through.
Death is easy, living difficult.
Life is not profound without its own tragedy. It humbles us. Sets the bar for our introspection. Keeps us from believing we are gods. Puts our egos in check.
Life is beautiful. Death is astonishing.And love is the just breaths taken in between
Jest when we stopped wanting to kill ourselves, we started to die.
But you'll see, you can feel time on the wind it whips up as it passes. We don't worry about time or the wind. Nothing can touch us any more. As long as people remember us, we are here. Anyway, it's t...
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