The heart, if it could think it would stop.
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Quotes tagged ‘Death’
When people don’t express themselves, they die one piece at a time.
If you live to be a hundred, I want to live to be a hundred minus one day so I never have to live without you.
I mean, they say you die twice. One time when you stop breathing and a second time, a bit later on, when somebody says your name for the last time.
I think sadness prevails in Syria now. We don’t feel anything else but sadness because we have this killing every day, whether with chemical or any other kind. It’s not about how. We feel with it every day.
Suddenly I become filled with a consuming impatience to be gone.
Dad I hope you're looking down, smiling, and uttering the words, son, I’m proud of you.
I am not afraid, but it seems as if I should be homesick for you even in heaven.
No man is great while he is alive because the last day before his death he might do something that would discount all else of greatness in his career.
Nobody ever says on their deathbed: ‘I wish I’d spent more time at the office.
Two years ago, if someone had told me that I would lose the love of my life and become more grateful, I would have never have believed them. But that’s what happened. because today I am more grateful now than I ever was before – for my family and especially my children. For my friends. For my work.…
I felt like the moon, the stars, and all the planets had fallen on me.
Not only are selves conditional but they die. Each day, we wake slightly altered, and the person we were yesterday is dead. So why, one could say, be afraid of death, when death comes all the time? It is even possible to dislike our old selves, those disposable ancestors of ours. For instance, my hi…
If you sold both of your kidneys, you'll be able to afford a $400k funeral.
You are a divine being. You matter, you count. You come from realms of unimaginable power and light, and you will return to those realms.
The desire to survive and the fear of death are artistic sentiments.
Each time we don’t say what we want to say we’re dying. Make a list of how many times you died this week.
There is a life and there is a death, and there are beauty and melancholy between.
Brad, Joe, Rob, Dave, and I love you all very much. Thank you so much for respecting our privacy during this extremely difficult time.
Only love matters in the bits and pieces of a person’s life.