Death Quote by Richard Henry Stoddard Download Open image “There is no death. The thing that we call death Is but another, sadder name for life.” — Richard Henry Stoddard ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.2 out of 5 (5 ratings) Copy quoteShare Death Life Life / death Names
There is no death-the thing that we call death Is but another, sadder name for life, Which is itself an insufficient name, Faint recognition of that unknown life- That Power whose shadow is the Universe. — Richard Henry Stoddard Copy Share
Death doesn't exist. It never did, it never will. But we've drawn so many pictures of it, so many years, trying to pin it… — Ray Bradbury Copy Share Image
Death does not exist. It is life that is a predominant reality, not death. — Ritu Ghatourey Copy Share Image
It is not death that kills us, but life. We are done to death by life. — Marjorie Kinnan Rawlings Copy Share Image
Death is just a noun which takes all the parts of speech of life with it. — Vikrant Parsai Copy Share Image
There is no death! Death is very much like sunset. It is only an appearance. For, when the sun sets here, it rises elsewhere.… — Dada Vaswani 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
There is no such thing as death. In nature nothing dies. From each sad remnant of decay, some forms of life arise so shall… — Charles Mackay Copy Share Image
A voice of greeting from the wind was sent; The mists enfolded me with soft white arms; The birds did sing to lap me… — Richard Henry Stoddard Copy Share Image
There is no hope the future will but turn the old sand in the falling glass of time. — Richard Henry Stoddard Copy Share Image
Once, when the days were ages, And the old Earth was young, The high gods and the sages From Nature's golden pages Her open… — Richard Henry Stoddard Copy Share Image
There is no death-the thing that we call death Is but another, sadder name for life, Which is itself an insufficient name, Faint recognition of that unknown life- That Power whose shadow is the Universe. — Richard Henry Stoddard Copy Share
Day is the Child of Time, And Day must cease to be: But Night is without a sire, And cannot expire, One with Eternity. — Richard Henry Stoddard Copy Share Image
There are gains for all our losses, There are balms for all our pain: But when youth, the dream, departs, It takes something from… — Richard Henry Stoddard Copy Share Image
Children are the keys of Paradise.They alone are good and wise, Because their thoughts, their very lives are prayer. — Richard Henry Stoddard Copy Share Image
Silence is the speech of love, The music of the spheres above. — Richard Henry Stoddard Copy Share Image
With no companion but the constant Muse, Who sought me when I needed her ah, when Did I not need her, solitary else? — Richard Henry Stoddard Copy Share Image
We have two lives about us,Two worlds in which we dwell,Within us and without us,Alternate Heaven and Hell:-Without, the somber Real,Within, our hearts of… — Richard Henry Stoddard Copy Share Image
Pale in her fading bowers the Summer stands, Like a new Niobe with claspèd hands, Silent above the flowers, her children lost, Slain by… — Richard Henry Stoddard Copy Share Image
“He wondered how it was fair that your dying should depend so much on when you were born.” — Mitch Albom Copy Share Image
What sets worlds in motion is the interplay of differences, their attractions and repulsions. Life is plurality, death is uniformity. By suppressing differences and pecularities, by eliminating different civilizations and cultures, progress weakens life and favors death. The ideal of a single civilization for everyone, implicit in the cult of progress and technique, impoverishes and mutilates us. Every view of… — Octavio Paz Copy Share
Most of us are convinced that we are our egos, which is who we think we are. The ego is part of our incarnation.… — Ram Dass Copy Share Image
I do not want to live at the cost of the life even of a snake. I should let him bite me to death… — Mahatma Gandhi Copy Share Image
“It was beautiful. He thought he had never seen anything so beautiful in all his life; that, having seen it, he could die content, knowing that he would never see anything so beautiful again. He wished he could have seen it for longer. More, he wished he could have taken it apart, studied it all the way down to its… — Mira Grant Copy Share
With multiplayer, permanent death, and an ever-changing world to explore and conquer, 'A Valley Without Wind' might be the place you're looking for if… — Rob Manuel Copy Share Image
“What did you see?” she asked gently. His brow furrowed, as if he could not understand the question. Then his eyes turned to the paper on which he'd been writing. They went to the quill that he seemed surprised to see in his hand. When he turned to look at her again, fresh tears spilled from Michel de Nostredame's eyes.… — J. Anthony Torino Copy Share
Those whose life is long still strive for gain, and for all mortals all things take second place to money. — Sophocles Copy Share Image
“I practice Dying--every night-- But have not learned to, still-- Though Talented--by Mortal bones-- For such a common Skill.” — Alan W. Powers Copy Share
“You must understand the pain and grief of losing someone is nothing more than a function of survival.” — Steven Cooper Copy Share Image
I am not a depressive person at all, but I reflect a lot on my life, and life in general, from the perspective of… — Alejandro Gonzalez Inarritu Copy Share Image
“Death is a reality that calls the rest of life and all of our assorted strivings into sharp relief.” — Craig D. Lounsbrough Copy Share Image