Death Quote by William Shakespeare

“Here lies a wretched corse, of wretched soul bereft: Seek not my name: a plague consume you wicked caitiffs left! Here lie I, Timon;…

— William Shakespeare

“ALL THE WORKS OF MEN ARE SUMMED UP IN THEIR GRAVES”

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“Stand whoso list upon the slipper top Of court's estates, and let me here rejoice And use me quiet without let or stop, Unknown…

— Thomas Wyatt

“The dead are likely dull fellows, full of tedious complaints—the ground’s too cold, my gravestone should be larger, why does he get more worms…

— George R.R. Martin

“O wandering graves! O restless sleep! O silence of the sunless day! O still ravine! O stormy deep! Give up your prey! Give up…

— Oscar Wilde

“A man of few words, I just sit still on this hill, I know death will persist, I write when my mind is still,…

— P.J. Bayliss

“last the play was ended. All had grown dark. The tears streamed down his face. Looking up into the sky there was nothing but…

— Virginia Woolf

“What is thy body but a swallowing grave, Seeming to bury that posterity Which, by the rights of time, thou needs must have If…

— William Shakespeare

“I am his tomb. The earth is nothing. Dead. Staves and orchards issue from my mouth. His. Perfume my chest, which is wide, wide…

— Jean Genet

“The Trenches of Comprehension by Stewart Stafford Drowning at quicksand's smothering pace, A lonely disappearance that leaves no trace. As I struggle to get…

— Stewart Stafford

“I sing the progress of a deathless soul, Whom Fate, which God made, but doth not control, Placed in most shapes; all times before…

— John Donne

“Why, man, he doth bestride the narrow world Like a Colossus; and we petty men Walk under his huge legs, and peep about To…

— William Shakespeare