#death

Sở dĩ người ta suy nghĩ một cách nghiêm túc về chuyện họ sống trên đời để làm gì là bởi họ biết một lúc nào đó mình sẽ chết. ↗

— Haruki Murakami

#death

I worried I would miss it, and I knew, from losing Wyatt, that things happen the moment the soul is released. Wyatt had been there in the school, watching me, making sure I survived. Souls linger…they do. They linger a bit before they turn toward eternity. It could be that no matter how perfect their future will be, the past still tugs for a moment. ↗

— Laura Anderson Kurk

#artist #creativity #death #dying #glass-girl

What art thou drawn among these heartless hinds? Turn thee Benvolio, look upon thy death. ↗

— William Shakespeare

#death #tybalt #art

Death is not the worst thing; rather, when one who craves death cannot attain even that wish. ↗

— Sophocles

#death

All good things pass away. ↗

— Philip Pullman

#demise #death

There was no light. The darkness was deep and there was no dazzle. ↗

— Madeleine L'Engle

#death #light #death

Maximus was cleaning his blade on the dead man’s wolfskin. ‘You promised him his life,’ the Greek said. ‘No, I said death was his last worry.’ Maximus swung up on to Pale Horse. ‘Is that not so for all of us? ↗

— Harry Sidebottom

#life #death

We understand death for the first time when he puts his hand upon one whom we love ↗

— Anne-Louise-Germaine de Staël

#death

The first serious consciousness of Nature's gesture - her attitude towards life-took form then as a phantasm, a nightmare, all insanity of force. For the first time, the stage-scenery of the senses collapsed; the human mind felt itself stripped naked, vibrating in a void of shapeless energies, with resistless mass, colliding, crushing, wasting, and destroying what these same energies had created and labored from eternity to perfect. ↗

— Henry Adams

#nature #perception #attitude

I believe I met a girl in the rain, who had lost her mother's earrings. And I killed her. Now I stand here in a time I know nothing about. I watched the death of kings far greater than any man living now. And I am still here. ↗

— Rebecca Maizel

#death