“Important thing is not the me that's lying here, but the me that's sitting on the edge of the bed looking back at me, and the me that's downstairs cooking supper, or out in the garage under the car, or in the library reading. All the new parts, they count. I'm not really dying today. No person ever…”— Ray Bradbury, amazon.com
“The quality of death, like that of life, must be of an infinite variety, and if one has already died once, then what was there to look for in dying for good and all, as he was now?”— Ray Bradbury, amazon.com
“To be asleep is to be dead. It is like death. So we dance, we dance so as not to be dead. We do not want that.”— Ray Bradbury, amazon.com
“From the outer edge of his life, looking back, there was only one remorse, and that was only that he wished to go on living.”— Ray Bradbury, amazon.com
“I've always figured it that you die each day and each day is a box, you see, all numbered and neat; but never go back and lift the lids, because you've died a couple of thousand times in your life, and that's a lot of corpses, each dead a different way, each with a worse expression. Each of those da…”— Ray Bradbury, amazon.com
“Cowards die many times before their deaths; The valiant never taste of death but once.”— William Shakespeare, amazon.com
“You learn to live with it, with them. Because they do stay with you, even if they’re not living, breathing people any more. It’s not the same crushing grief you felt at first, the kind that swamps you, and makes you want to cry in the wrong places, and get irrationally angry with all the idiots who…”— Jojo Moyes
“My sister will die over and over again for the rest of my life. Grief is forever. It doesn't go away; it becomes a part of you, step for step, breath for breath. I will never stop grieving Bailey because I will never stop loving her. That's just how it is. Grief and love are conjoined, you don't get…”— Jandy Nelson, amazon.com
“and he suddenly knew that if she killed herself, he would die. Maybe not immediately, maybe not with the same blinding rush of pain, but it would happen. You couldn't live for very long without a heart.”— Jodi Picoult, amazon.com
“Here was a man who now for the first time found himself looking into the eyes of death--who was passing through one of those rare moments of experience when we feel the truth of a commonplace, which is as different from what we call knowing it, as the vision of waters upon the earth is different fro…”— George Eliot, amazon.com
“Nora Ryan could only see part of the room. Sometimes something looked familiar, a face, an object, something. But it didn't look the way it used to. The space of her world had changed. She could hear talking; she heard the doctor saying that her right side was paralyzed and that she could not feel a…”— James Thomas Farrell, amazon.com
“What the hell is instant? Nothing is instant. Instant rice takes five minutes, instant pudding an hour. I doubt that an instant of blinding pain feels particularly instantaneous.”— John Green, Alaska Young, amazon.com
“There comes a time when we realize that our parents cannot save themselves or save us, that everyone who wades through time eventually gets dragged out to sea by the undertow- that, in short, we are all going.”— John Green, Alaska Young, amazon.com
“Despite the solace of hypocritical religiosity and its seductive promise of an after-life of heavenly bliss. Most of us will do anything to thwart the inevitable victory of biological death. We contemplate and face it with great apprehension, profound fear, and terror. Sparing no financial or physic…”— Jack Kevorkian, pbs.org
“We have the same enemy and it has only one name: Death. Before it we are all equal. In its eyes no life has more weight than another.”— Elie Wiesel, amazon.com
“Something coming back from the dead was almost always bad news. Movies taught me that. For every one Jesus you get a million zombies.”— David Wong, amazon.com