death

"Such... but even more purposeless, more void of meaning, is the world which Science presents for our belief. Amid such a world, if anywhere, our ideals henceforward must find a home. That Man is the p…"

"The worst death for anyone is to lose the center of his being, the thing he really is. Retirement is the filthiest word in the language. Whether by choice or by fate, to retire from what you do - and …"

"All mortals tend to turn into the thing they are pretending to be."

"Who, then, in a case of such great emergency shall refuse to pay obedience to Jesus Christ? When he comes to stand before Christ's tribunal to be judged, what answer will he be able to make to him in …"

"My work has been essentially a dialogue with death, asking him, “Why? Why?” So only death can silence me. Only death can close my lips."

"I wish that I could believe not in mortality but in reincarnation or individual immortality; I wish that I could be living again in another body or, God help me, even watching from the edge of a fleec…"

"It's hard to be desperate, when you are dead."

"The old man murmured: “Aye, we draw to an end. Dying hurts. Nonetheless the forefathers were wise who in their myths made Nan coequal with Lesu. A thing which endured forever would become unendurable.…"

"Mortal combat corrupts, and war corrupts absolutely."

"Even in Death they had a thing in common, Pain."

"It is impossible to experience one's own death objectively and still carry a tune."

"‘These ambassadors are all the same. They have the eyes of Anubis. And they make me feel like a servant. Like a shabti in a tomb. “Here I am. I will do it!”’"

"Traveling between the planets had never eliminated murder. So many highly evolved primates in the same box for months on end, a certain death rate had to be expected."

"She's all dressed up like a well-kept grave."

"Grave of Benjamin Jowett in St Sepulchre's Cemetery, Oxford, with biography"

"Tolkien's dead. J. K. Rowling said no. Philip Pullman couldn't make it. Hi, I'm Terry Pratchett."

"Even the disciple has his uses. He stands behind one's throne, and at the moment of one's triumph whispers in one's ear that, after all, one is immortal."

"Death by hanging. That, at least, I thought I would be spared."

"And so I set these things down before the onset of the first of a thousand small physical degradations as, in a still-distant suburb, Death strides whistling towards me."

"Usury and racketeering, as well as ruthless enrichment at the cost and harm of the people, will be punished with death."