“It was one thing to live in a world where death stood a distant figure, quite another to hold it in your… — David Wroblewski Copy Share Image
“Pain and guilt tore through him. His soul was bleeding to death. He stood there, waiting to die. How could he not?… — Diana Pharaoh Francis Copy Share Image
“It was not Death that stood before me but only Vernon Dickey, my father-in-law.” — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
It was not death, for I stood up, / And all the dead lie down; / It was not night, for all… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
The stars of death stood over us. And Russia, guiltless, beloved, writhed under the crunch of bloodstained boots, under the wheels of… — Anna Akhmatova Copy Share Image
“Ah, well, yes, you see, one of the things that makes folks even more jolly is knowing there’re people who ain’t,’ said… — Terry Pratchett Copy Share Image
“When death stood round the corner, taking lives like a gardener digging up potatoes, it was foolishness to care what dirty things… — W. Somerset Maugham Copy Share Image
“Death stood alone, watching the wheat dance in the wind. Of course, it was only a metaphor. People were more than corn.… — Terry Pratchett Copy Share Image
“Death was his little sister one morning when he awoke at the age of seven, looked into her crib, and saw her… — Ray Bradbury Copy Share Image
“It was not death, for I stood up, And all the dead lie down; It was not night, for all the bells… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
