Living well is dying well.
Can life be counted upon to limit itself? No. It is the mindless striving of two to become infinity. Can death be counted upon to limit itself? Never. It is the equally mindless effort of zero to enco...
Hope as evidence of life. Life as evidence of death.
Say not: I live today, I shall die tomorrow. Divide not reality between life and death. Say: now I live and die.
No matter how many plans you make or how much in control you are, life is always winging it.
LIFE never really ends... It just changes. You never lose your loved ones, you gain guardian angels.
I know, for example, that Mr. Petersen did not experience the flow of time in the same way that I did during those last sixteen months. He told me often, particularly towards the end, that for him tim...
One life, One love, One breath, One people, One chance to make a difference. If we are not one in LIFE we surely will be one on DEATH.
Death will always be a part of life, and life will always be a part of death
Matty just rolled his eyes and walked over to his older brother. "Why is it when everyone thinks they're on their death bed, they suddenly find Jesus?"Jayne shrugged and replied, "Because that's where...
I take great comfort in believing that life doesn't end, it just changes. Our bodies are pure energy. Energy doesn't die, it transforms. I believe that when we die, we simply change from our human for...
Pale Death with impartial tread beats at the poor man's cottage door and at the palaces of kings.
Everyone is terrified of death, as we spend our whole lives avoiding it.
And as much as I wanted to, I knew I couldn't turn around, that to look at her directly was to violate the laws of her world and mine; she had come to me the only way she could, and our eyes met in th...
Forms come and go. You, the quantum non-entity behind your human identity, comes nor goes.
We live, we love, we let it go.
All have a shadow over the earth but no shadow under earth or in grave.
Somewhere, somehow, something arises out of the ashes of our losses to remind us that nothing ever ceases. Nothing ever vanishes. Nothing ever comes to nothing.
We all have a different sightl and lifestyle, but we end up all the same 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...