death

"I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I ha…"

"He is terribly afraid of dying because he hasn’t yet lived."

"If after I die, people want to write my biography, there is nothing simpler. They only need two dates: the date of my birth and the date of my death. Between one and another, every day is mine."

"The end is in the beginning and yet you go on."

"These were the lovely bones that had grown around my absence: the connections-sometimes tenuous, sometimes made at great cost, but often magnificent-that happened after I was gone. And I began to see …"

"Our lives can't be measured by our final years, of this I am sure."

"There is no escape—we pay for the violence of our ancestors."

"The absence of the will to live is, alas, not sufficient to make one want to die."

"She had been given a wonderful gift: life. Sometimes it was cruelly taken away too soon, but it's what you did with it that counted, not how long it lasted."

"Live or die, but don't poison everything."

"Carve your name on hearts, not tombstones. A legacy is etched into the minds of others and the stories they share about you."

"I have noticed that even those who assert that everything is predestined and that we can change nothing about it still look both ways before they cross the street"

"Life is too short when you think of the length of death"

"Pulvis et umbra sumus. It's a line from Horace. 'We are dust and shadows'. Appropriate, don't you think?" Will said. "It's not a long life, killing demons; one tends to die young, and then they burn y…"

"The boundaries which divide Life from Death are at best shadowy and vague. Who shall say where the one ends, and where the other begins?"

"Life is tragic simply because the earth turns and the sun inexorably rises and sets, and one day, for each of us, the sun will go down for the last, last time. Perhaps the whole root of our trouble, t…"

"Our revels now are ended. These our actors, As I foretold you, were all spirits and Are melted into air, into thin air: And, like the baseless fabric of this vision, The cloud-capp’d towers, the gorge…"

"People rarely bring flowers to a suicide."

"I've crossed some kind of invisible line. I feel as if I've come to a place I never thought I'd have to come to. And I don't know how I got here. It's a strange place. It's a place where a little harm…"

"What do you most value in your friends?Their continued existence."