Lovely was the death Of Him whose life was Love! Holy with power, He on the thought-benighted Skeptic beamed Manifest Godhead. — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
Urbanization in India is a slow but sure death for her villages and villagers. — Mahatma Gandhi Copy Share Image
Nothing is lost, nothing is created all is transformed. Nothing is the prey of death. All is the prey of life. — Antoine Bechamp Copy Share Image
His death eclipsed the gayety of nations, and impoverished the public stock of harmless pleasure. — Samuel Johnson Copy Share Image
Not even piety will stay wrinkles, nor the encroachments of age, nor the advance of death, which cannot be resisted. — Horace Copy Share Image
“When you have such a close brush with death, life seems that much more valuable.” — Keith Foskett Copy Share Image
Sometimes I have a terrible feeling that I am dying not from the virus, but from being untouchable. — Amanda Palmer Copy Share Image
[Death is] the best asylum for pains and sorrows and troubles and the injustices of life. — Sadegh Hedayat Copy Share Image
I had utterly abandoned myself to Him. Could any choice be as wonderful as His will? Could any place be safer than… — V. Raymond Edman Copy Share Image
We have the promises of God as thick as daisies in summer meadows, that death, which men most fear, shall be to… — Henry Ward Beecher Copy Share Image
Death is supposed to be the great equalizer, but that's never true. Death is random, capricious, unconcerned, a flagrant player of favorites.… — Kenneth Turan Copy Share Image
“Fools pursue desires outside themselves, Fall into the snares of widespread death: But wise men, discerning immortality, Seek not the stable here… — Katha Upanishad Copy Share Image
Most persons are so absorbed in the contemplation of the outside world that they are wholly oblivious to what is passing on… — Nikola Tesla Copy Share Image
The Auschwitz praxis was based on a new principle: for one portion of mankind, existence itself is a crime, punishable by humiliation,… — Emil Fackenheim Copy Share Image
“Myrtle," Harry said slowly, "how am I supposed to breathe?" At this, Myrtle's eyes filled with sudden tears again. "Tactless!" she muttered,… — J.K. Rowling Copy Share Image
“Achtung, motherfuckers. And good afternoon. I'm James Ellroy; the death dog with the hog log, the white knight of the far right,… — James Ellroy Copy Share Image
“What person who has enjoyed life could possibly think one is enough?” — Jess Walter Copy Share Image
“Listen with your heart, not your brain. the heart only knows TRUTH!” — Sherri Bridges Fox Copy Share Image