Death Quote by Robert W. Service

Sunrays, leaning on our southern hills and lighting Wild cloud-mountains that drag the hills along, Oft ends the day of your shifting brilliant laughter…

— George Meredith

Nothing could be more lonely and nothing more beautiful than the view at nightfall across the prairies to these huge hill masses, when the…

— Theodore Roosevelt

Every Winter, When the great sun has turned his face away, The earth goes down into a vale of grief, And fasts, and weeps,…

— Charles Kingsley

Death, lonely death, Beneath the withered leaves.

— Federico Garcia Lorca

“It was an unusual sunset. Having sat behind opaque drapery all day, I had not realized that a storm was pushing in and that…

— Thomas Ligotti

Sunsets and death; death and therefore kisses, kisses and consequently birth and then death for yet another generation of sunset watchers.

— Aldous Huxley

The gloomy shade of death.

— William Shakespeare

The South-wind brings Life, sunshine and desire, And on every mount and meadow Breathes aromatic fire; But over the dead he has no power,…

— Ralph Waldo Emerson

When winter stern, his gloomy front uprears, A sable void the barren earth appears; The meads no more their former verdure boast, Fast-bound their…

— George Crabbe

Out of the dusk a shadow, Then a spark; Out of the cloud a silence, Then a lark; Out of the heart a rapture,…

— John B. Tabb

“Evening Solace The human heart has hidden treasures, In secret kept, in silence sealed;­ The thoughts, the hopes, the dreams, the pleasures, Whose charms…

— Charlotte Brontë

“Left alone, I am overtaken by the northern void-no wind, no cloud, no track, no bird, only the crystal crescents between peaks, the ringing…

— Peter Matthiessen