Careful poetry and careful people live only long enough to die safely. — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
Do this: hate him for me after I die. I beg you. Dying request. — David Foster Wallace Copy Share Image
“Everything dies except our love; it remains alive even after our death. كل شيء يموت إلا حبنا يبقى حياً حتى بعد موتنا” — Amany Al-Hallaq Copy Share Image
“Have you heard of this? An octogenarian, nasal cannula and wheeled oxygen, explains to me he’s ready and eager, exhausted by consciousness.” — Colin Pope Copy Share Image
There is no such thing as death. We have all lived before and we are all going to experience new lives. — Betty Shine Copy Share Image
“He had reached an age where death no longer has the quality of ghastly surprise” — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
If we fear loss enough, in the end the things we possess will come to possess us. — Rachel Naomi Remen Copy Share Image
“The bad thing about death is not that it changes the future. It's that it leaves us alone with our memories.” — Peter Høeg Copy Share Image
“I can't let the killing go on. No more death, not because of me. This is the only way. You and I… — Jessica Khoury Copy Share Image
If you know you're worth nothing, only a gamble with death can gratify your vanity. — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
“Unless a film of flesh envelops us, we die. Man exists only insofar as he is separated from his surroundings. The cranium… — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share Image
The estate tax punishes years of hard work and robs families of part of their heritage by imposing a huge penalty on… — Mike Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
“It is clear that as our walking is admittedly nothing but a constantly-prevented falling, so the life of our bodies is nothing… — Will Durant Copy Share Image
“How do we know that dying is so dreadful? Who knows whether in our human fear and anguish, we are only shivering… — Eric Metaxas Copy Share Image
What quarrel, what harshness, what unbelief in each other can subsist in the presence of a great calamity, when all the artificial… — George Eliot Copy Share Image
The stones and trees, insensible to time, / Nor age nor wrinkle on their front are seen; / If Winter come, and… — Anne Bradstreet Copy Share Image
“Blessed is death, since it, through the divine power, disrobes us of this work day garment, to clothe us with the wedding… — Charles H. Spurgeon Copy Share Image
“And yet I would not be a child again. For surely as the night succeeds the day, So surely will their mirth… — Ella Wheeler Wilcox Copy Share Image
